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CLAIM ME, DON CHAPTER 52: Victor's Real Plan
Chapter 52 — Viktor's Real PlanThe information came through on a Wednesday night.Dante had been in the study since morning, which wasn't unusual, but by evening the quality of the silence coming from behind that door had changed into something denser and more deliberate and I had learned to read the difference between Dante working and Dante sitting with something significant.I knocked at nine."Come in," he said.He was at his desk with papers in front of him and his phone face down beside them and the particular stillness of a man who had just finished processing something and hadn't decided what to do with it yet.I sat in the chair across from him and waited."Viktor's endgame," he said. "We finally have the full picture.""Tell me," I said.He looked at me steadily. "It was never the territory," he said. "Not primarily. The territory is a consequence, not the objective." He paused. "The objective is personal. Viktor's father was killed thirty years ago. By my father. Over some
CLAIM ME, DON CHAPTER 51
Chapter 51 — Sophia ExposedShe came to the estate one last time on a grey Tuesday morning.I didn't know she was coming. Nobody told me in advance and I only found out because I was in the library when I heard a car on the drive and looked out the window and recognized the silver one immediately. That particular silver, low and expensive, pulling up to the fountain with the unhurried confidence of something that believed it still had a right to be here.I stayed in the library.Whatever was happening below didn't need me in it. I sat in the armchair and held my book and didn't read a single word and listened to the sounds of the house instead. The front door. Voices in the entrance hall, low and controlled, which was almost worse than raised because controlled meant Dante and controlled meant he had already decided how this was going to go before she walked through the door.Biscuit jumped onto my lap.I put my hand on him and stared at the freesia painting and waited.Twenty minutes
CLAIM ME, DON CHAPTER 50: The Threat Letter
It arrived on a Monday.I was in the library when Elena appeared in the doorway with an expression that told me immediately something was wrong. Not operationally wrong, not the kind of wrong that sent guards to positions and locked the gates. Something more personal than that.She was holding a piece of paper."This was found under your door this morning," she said. "Nico found it during the corridor check."I crossed the room and took it from her.One page. No envelope. Eight words written in block capitals in the center of it.LEAVE HIM OR BE LEFT IN PIECES.No signature.I stood in the library and looked at it and felt the cold move through me that came not from fear exactly but from the specific feeling of understanding that something that had been theoretical had just become entirely concrete.Someone wanted me gone.Not Viktor, not this time. Viktor's communications were through intermediaries and strategy and carefully constructed offers. This was personal. This was someone wh
CLAIM ME, DON CHAPTER 49: The Confrontation
The letter arrived on a Friday morning.Not through the post. Slipped under my bedroom door sometime between midnight and six, which meant someone inside the estate had put it there, which meant the security breach that Viktor had been working toward had arrived quietly and without drama while everyone was sleeping.I found it when I got up at six thirty.A single folded page. No envelope. My name on the outside in handwriting I didn't recognize.I stood in the middle of the room in my cardigan and read it.It was from Rafael.Not threatening. Not dramatic. Written in the careful measured language of a man who had thought very precisely about every word before committing it to paper. He wrote that he understood my situation better than I might think. That what looked like a choice from the inside was not always a choice when examined from the outside. That he had resources and connections that could provide me with something Dante Marchetti fundamentally could not.Freedom. Real freed
CLAIM ME, DON CHAPTER 48: The Jealousy
Rafael came back on a Thursday.No warning. No invitation. Just his car at the gates at two in the afternoon and Nico appearing in the library doorway with the particular expression he wore when something required my attention but he wasn't entirely sure how to frame it."Rafael Vega is here," he said.I looked up from my book. "Here as in the estate.""Here as in the drive," he said. "Dante is receiving him in the main salon."I put the book down.I wasn't invited to the meeting and I didn't go to the meeting. I stayed in the library and read and reminded myself that Rafael visiting the estate was a business matter between two powerful men and had nothing specifically to do with me.I reminded myself of that several times.It didn't entirely work.An hour passed.Then I heard footsteps in the corridor below, two sets, moving toward the entrance hall and the front door, and I crossed to the library window that looked out over the drive and watched them appear below.Dante and Rafael o
CLAIM ME, DON CHAPTER 47: Sophia's Move
I found out about it the wrong way.Marco told me, which meant Dante hadn't told me, which meant it was either something Dante was still processing or something he had decided I didn't need to know, and I had been here long enough to understand that those two things were very different situations requiring very different responses.Marco appeared in the library on a Tuesday afternoon with two cups of coffee and the expression of a man who had been sitting on information and had finally decided that sitting on it any longer was going to cost someone something.He handed me a cup and sat in the reading desk chair and looked at me directly."I'm going to tell you something," he said. "And I want you to know I'm telling you because you have a right to know, not because I'm trying to cause problems."I put my book down. "That's a concerning opening.""Yes," he said. "It is."He told me.Sophia had contacted Viktor Renko. Not a casual contact, not something that could be explained away as
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