LOGINThe room was quiet for a long time after Tobi left. I sat on the floor with my back against the wall. My wrists felt light without the plastic ties, but I didn't feel free.
The air in the basement was heavy and smelled like old pipes. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Tobi’s face at the Gala, and then I saw the face of the boy I used to know. It was hard to believe they were the same person.
I heard the lock tu
The car was big and quiet. The seats were soft leather, and the air inside was cool. It was a huge contrast to the basement we had just left. Outside the window, the trees and streetlights blurred into long lines of yellow and green. I sat as close to the door as I could, watching the world go by. My heart was still pounding against my ribs, but it felt slow and heavy now.Andreas was leaning back against the seat next to me. His eyes were closed, and his face was very pale. He had a clean bandage on his side, but I could see a small spot of red starting to show through. He looked tired. He looked like a man who had lost a lot more than just blood.Every few minutes, the car would hit a small bump. Andreas would let out a low, shaky breath, but he didn't open his eyes. He reached out with his hand, searching for mine on the seat between us. I looked down at his fingers. They were long and strong, but they were trembling.I didn't move my hand. I ju
The room was quiet for a long time after Tobi left. I sat on the floor with my back against the wall. My wrists felt light without the plastic ties, but I didn't feel free.The air in the basement was heavy and smelled like old pipes. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Tobi’s face at the Gala, and then I saw the face of the boy I used to know. It was hard to believe they were the same person.I heard the lock turn again. I stood up quickly, wiping my face with the back of my hand. The door opened, and Tobi stood there.He had changed his shirt. He looked clean and calm, while I felt like I was falling apart."Come with me, Arthur," he said."My name is Raine," I said, my voice shaking."He calls me Raine."Tobi didn't get angry. He just shook his head. "He calls you what he wants to call you. He made a new
The floor was wet and cold. They dragged me into the room and dropped me like a bag of trash. My head hit the ground hard, and for a minute, everything went black. I could hear the sound of the heavy door locking, and then there was nothing but the sound of water dripping from a pipe somewhere in the dark.I tried to move, but my side felt like it was on fire. I reached down and felt the wetness on my shirt. It was warm and thick. I was losing too much blood. I had to stay awake, but my eyes kept wanting to close.Arthur.The name felt like a punch to the gut. I had called him Raine for so long. I had dressed him in the best clothes and given him a place in my house. I thought I knew everything about him. I thought he was mine. But then Julian Thorne—or Tobi, as he called himself—walked in and used a name I had never heard.I pulled myself up until my back was against the wall. Every breath hurt. I looked at my hands in the dim l
The man in the suit paced the small room, his shoes clicking against the cold concrete. He looked at Andreas, then at me, with a look that made my skin crawl. It wasn't the look of a boss; it was the look of a messenger enjoying a secret."You think I'm the one you should be worried about?" The man laughed, a dry sound that echoed off the damp walls. "I'm just the one who handles the logistics. The boss? He’s been waiting weeks for this. Ever since that night at the hotel."I felt Andreas stiffen beside me. He tried to pull at the ties on his legs, but he was too weak. His breathing was heavy, and the blood was still soaking through his shirt. I stayed close to him, my heart hammering against my ribs. I knew that voice. I knew the way this man was talking about "the boss.""Who is it?" Andreas spat, his voice raw. "If you're going to kill us, stop the games and bring him out."The man in the suit just smiled and stepped toward the door
The back of the van was dark and smelled like old tires and cold metal. The floor was hard, and every time the car hit a bump, my body bounced against the ground. My hands were tied behind my back with thick plastic ties that bit into my skin. Across from me, Andreas was slumped against the wall. He looked gray in the tiny bit of light coming through the cracks in the door.I moved my legs, trying to get closer to him. My heart was still beating too fast, and my face felt hot from where the man had hit me."Andreas?" I whispered. My voice was small and shaky. "Andreas, are you awake?"He let out a low, pained breath. He didn't open his eyes, but his head moved just a little. "I'm here, baby. I'm here.""You're bleeding a lot," I said. I could see the dark stain on his shirt getting bigger. It looked black in the dark. "We have to do something. You have to stay awake.""I’m trying," he said. He sounded so tired. It was a voice I had never heard from him before. He was always the one in
I was crawling through the dirt under the balcony when I heard the first scream. It wasn't just a cry for help; it was a sound of pure terror that tore through the night air. It was Raine. My heart didn't just beat; it slammed against my ribs like it wanted to break out.I had been pinned down by two men near the garden steps. They thought they had me trapped. They thought because I was bleeding from my side that I was finished. They were wrong. I wasn't a man anymore. I was a weapon, and someone had just touched the only thing in the world I cared about.I didn't hide. I didn't wait. I stood up and walked into the open. The first man turned his gun toward me, but I was faster. I fired two shots. He went down without a word. The second man tried to run for the cover of the broken glass doors, but I caught him in the shoulder. He fell, and I didn't stop to finish him. I ran.I pushed past the burning bushes and the smashed pots. My lungs burned, and
Ash's POV I didn’t want to go back to The Pit. Not after the gunshot, not after Andreas’s warning, not after the weight of Dante’s emblem burned a hole through my pocket all night. But morning blurred into evening, and fear didn’t change the fa
The note I’d found in my locker felt like it was burning a hole through my pocket. Stop digging if you want your brother alive. Every time my hand brushed against it, a jolt of panic shot up my spine. Someone knew. Someone was in the room when I wasn’t looking, or they’d been watching me since the m
The elevator ride down felt like it lasted a lifetime. I could still feel the weight of Andreas’s hand on my chin, marking me. My head was a mess. I was supposed to be a spy, a ghost, a son looking for justice. Instead, I was a "private dancer" with a hangover and a target on my back.I made a beel
The first thing I felt was the warmth of the bed and a body pressed against me.Then I shifted, and the sheets slid against my bare skin. Reality didn't just walk in; it slammed the door.I was in Andreas Lionel’s bed.I froze, holding my breath. A heavy weight was draped across my waist, pinning me







