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53. Occupational Hazard

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Sky’s smile faded instantly. The teasing vanished from her face like someone had flipped a switch.

“What do you mean, wrong?” she asked, already dropping to her knees beside him.

Charlie tried to wave it off, but she saw it in the tightness around his mouth, the way his hand gripped his ankle like he was bracing for impact.

Snowflakes clung to his dark hair, melting against flushed skin. He looked irritated, embarrassed, and in pain. The last one made something twist uncomfortably in her chest.
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    Sky lay on her back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, her phone resting on her stomach as her leg bounced restlessly. She had already checked her messages more times than she wanted to admit. Nothing new was there.She picked up her phone anyway and opened her chat with Charlie, rereading the last message he had sent like it might somehow change if she stared at it long enough.Soon.That was all he had said. Sky frowned at the screen. “That is not even a real answer,” she muttered to herself.She tossed the phone onto the bed beside her, then immediately reached for it again like she had separation issues with it. Her thumb hovered over his name for a second before she locked the screen instead.No. She was not going to text him again because he would just reply with something short and annoyingly calm like always. She sat up with a frustrated huff, dragging a pillow into her lap and hugging it tightly.A soft knock came from the door.“Miss?” one of the guards called from the othe

  • Babysitting the Mafia Princess   56. Breaking In

    The silence started to become unbearable after a while. Charlie stared at the ceiling for what felt like hours, replaying those last moments with Sky in his mind. Eventually, he forced himself to sit up, wincing as his ankle protested the movement.“Get it together,” he muttered to himself, reaching for the bottle of painkillers the doctor had given him. Two pills and a swig of water later, he grabbed the nearest book, some thriller Sky had been reading before everything went sideways.Night fell. Then morning came. Charlie’s phone pinged with a text.Sky: Made it. Safe house boring. Marcus hovering.He smiled despite himself, thumbs hovering over the keyboard before typing back a short Good and nothing more. Better to keep communications minimal in case his phone was being tracked.The first day crawled by in a haze of restless naps and half-read chapters. Charlie kept the gun Marcus had left him within reach, checking the windows whenever a branch scraped against the cabin or the wi

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    Charlie watched Sky’s face drain of color and her fingers tighten around the phone.He held out his hand. “Let me see the phone,” he demanded.Sky passed him the phone without speaking.Charlie studied the image. The garden path behind the Foster estate. The old stone walkway that curved past the hedges. Fresh snow covering everything except the message carved deep enough to expose the darker stone underneath.WE KNOW WHERE SHE IS.His eyes narrowed slightly. “It’s a bluff.”Both Sky and Marcus stared at him.Marcus frowned. “What?” he asked.“It’s a trick,” Charlie said simply. “It has to be. They have no idea where we are. This is the safest place and the most hidden.”Sky looked at him skeptically. “How do you know that?”Charlie gestured toward the phone. “If someone actually knew where you were, they wouldn’t announce it.”“Can’t be too sure,” Marcus murmured. “We should relocate.”Sky groaned. “Where are we running off to this time? Antarctica?”Charlie snorted from the couch. “

  • Babysitting the Mafia Princess   53. Occupational Hazard

    Sky’s smile faded instantly. The teasing vanished from her face like someone had flipped a switch.“What do you mean, wrong?” she asked, already dropping to her knees beside him.Charlie tried to wave it off, but she saw it in the tightness around his mouth, the way his hand gripped his ankle like he was bracing for impact.Snowflakes clung to his dark hair, melting against flushed skin. He looked irritated, embarrassed, and in pain. The last one made something twist uncomfortably in her chest.She looked around and spotted two of her dad’s men a few feet away. She shot to her feet and lifted her arm, waving sharply. “Hey! Over here!”Both men reacted immediately. They pushed off and skied toward them with controlled speed, cutting through the snow in clean lines.Charlie muttered under his breath. “I’m fine. You don’t need to…”“Stop,” Sky snapped, dropping back to her knees beside him. “You are not fine.”One of the guards reached them first, crouching smoothly. “Miss. What happened

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    The next few days passed like a dream. Charlie kept expecting someone to burst in and tear them apart, but it didn’t happen. Marcus kept his distance, watching them with knowing eyes but saying nothing. Each night, Sky slipped into his room after the house had gone quiet, and each morning, she returned to hers before dawn.It was reckless. It was dangerous. It was the happiest Charlie had ever been.They stole moments whenever they could. Fingertips brushing under the dining table. Stolen kisses in empty hallways. Long looks across rooms that said everything words couldn’t.On the third day, Sky cornered him in the kitchen while he was making coffee.“Let’s go skiing,” she announced, hopping onto the counter beside him.Charlie nearly spilled the coffee grounds. “What?”“Skiing,” she repeated slowly, as if he were hard of hearing. “You know, those long things you strap to your feet to slide down mountains?”“I know what skiing is,” he said, giving her a look. “I’m just wondering why y

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