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2025-06-18 07:00:00Brayden’s car screeched to a halt in front of the hospital. Without a second’s hesitation, he threw the door open and bolted to the backseat.
Penelope lay motionless, her skin pale, her clothes soaked with blood. His breath hitched as he lifted her into his arms, feeling the warmth of her blood against his skin.“Help! I need a doctor now!” he roared, his voice echoing through the hospital entrance. A team of doctors and nurses rushed forward, wheeling a stretcher toward him. He gently placed Penelope down, his hands trembling as her body lay limp.The medics wasted no time, pushing her toward the emergency room.Brayden followed but was stopped by one of the nurses. “Sir, you can’t go in.”His jaw clenched. “Like hell I can’t,” he snapped, trying to push past her.“Please,” she said, blocking his way. “Let us do our job.”Brayden’s fists tightened, but he stepped back, watching as the doors swung shut.He turned away, running a hand down his
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Brayden leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temple as he carefully considered his next move. This wasn’t just about protecting Celeste—it was about staying ahead of the enemy. One misstep, and everything would fall apart.Luca stood in front of him, waiting patiently, his hands clasped behind his back. He was a man of few words, but he understood orders well and never failed to execute them perfectly.“Take Celeste to one of our underground houses,” Brayden finally said, his voice measured and calm. “Somewhere even our own men don’t know about and make sure she’s safe.”Luca’s expression didn’t change. “Understood.”“She’s been compromised,” Brayden continued. “That means every move she makes is being watched. She won’t be safe until every trace of her is wiped from their system. That means you’ll need to disable every single tracking chip in her body and do it in a way that is perfect.”Luca gave a single nod. “I’d do a perfect job, Don. But, Ho
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The cold, damp air in the basement was suffocating. The room was dimly lit, with only a single flickering bulb hanging from the ceiling. The walls were made of concrete, trapping the chill within, and the faint sound of water dripping echoed through the eerie silence. A wooden chair stood in the center of the room, and on it sat a woman with her hands tied behind her back.Celeste’s blonde hair was disheveled, strands falling over her face as she panted heavily, her lips trembling. Her wrists were bound tightly with thick rope, cutting into her skin. Her once perfectly ironed white blouse was wrinkled, her skirt stained with dirt from being dragged into this unknown location. Fear was evident in her blue eyes as she looked up at the man standing in front of her.Brayden stood with his hands in his pockets, his towering figure casting a dark shadow over her. His face was unreadable, his deep-set eyes staring down at her with an expression colder than ice.
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Penelope’s eyelids fluttered, the weight of exhaustion making it difficult to open them fully. A dull, throbbing pain coursed through her body, but it was nothing compared to the unbearable ache in her heart. Slowly, her vision adjusted to the soft, white lights above her. She could hear the steady beeping of the heart monitor beside her, the sterile scent of the hospital filling her nose.As her eyes fully opened, the first thing she saw was Brayden. He was sitting beside her, his large hand wrapped around hers, his fingers warm and firm. There was a flicker of relief in his deep-set eyes, but his face remained guarded, as if he was holding something back.She parted her lips to speak, but her throat felt dry and scratchy. A weak sound escaped, barely audible. Brayden immediately reached for the cup of water on the table beside him, placing a straw between her lips. “Slowly,” he murmured. “Drink a little.”Penelope sipped the cool water, feeling it s
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Brayden’s car screeched to a halt in front of the hospital. Without a second’s hesitation, he threw the door open and bolted to the backseat. Penelope lay motionless, her skin pale, her clothes soaked with blood. His breath hitched as he lifted her into his arms, feeling the warmth of her blood against his skin.“Help! I need a doctor now!” he roared, his voice echoing through the hospital entrance. A team of doctors and nurses rushed forward, wheeling a stretcher toward him. He gently placed Penelope down, his hands trembling as her body lay limp. The medics wasted no time, pushing her toward the emergency room.Brayden followed but was stopped by one of the nurses. “Sir, you can’t go in.”His jaw clenched. “Like hell I can’t,” he snapped, trying to push past her.“Please,” she said, blocking his way. “Let us do our job.”Brayden’s fists tightened, but he stepped back, watching as the doors swung shut. He turned away, running a hand down his
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The moment Brayden tightened his grip on the trigger, ready to end Desmond’s miserable existence, a sudden burst of gunfire erupted outside. His focus snapped toward the sound, his body going rigid as the chaos outside grew louder. His instincts screamed at him to check what was happening, but he didn’t lower his weapon right away. His eyes flickered back to Desmond, who flinched at the sound of the shots, his face pale with fear.Brayden’s jaw clenched. He had waited long enough. Desmond had given him the information he needed, but it wasn’t enough to spare his life. That wasn’t how this worked. But whatever was happening outside took priority. He could always deal with Desmond in a matter of seconds.Gunshots rang out again, followed by the agonized screams of men. Something was wrong. Without another second’s hesitation, Brayden stormed out of the room, his gun still clutched tightly in his grip. The sight that greeted him made his blood run cold.
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Brayden reached for the photograph lying on the table, his fingers brushing over its smooth surface before lifting it. He turned it so Desmond could see it clearly. The image captured Darla’s face in sharp detail—her sharp eyes, unreadable expression, and the hint of a smirk playing on her lips.Brayden’s gaze was cold, unwavering as he studied Desmond’s reaction. Desmond’s breath hitched the moment his eyes landed on the picture, his pupils dilating slightly before he looked away. His fingers twitched against the restraints, and his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard.“You recognize her, don’t you?” Brayden’s voice was low, deadly calm.Desmond exhaled sharply, avoiding eye contact. “I… I do.”“Who is she to you?” Brayden’s fingers tightened around the photo, his patience razor-thin.Desmond let out a weak chuckle, though there was no humor in it. “She’s not one of my lackeys if that’s what you’re thinking. She was part of the higher-ups. She gave the orde
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