MasukCove’s voice was low, cold, and final against Eli’s ear. “Some shadows are meant to keep you blind, Eli. Look any further, and I will lock you back in the cellar.”
Eli’s breath caught. The weight of Cove’s body pressed him forward against the desk, hands still trapped under Cove’s strong grip on the closed laptop. The threat hung between them, heavy and real.
“You wouldn’t,” Eli
Cove looked at Eli’s fierce expression, the determination burning in his eyes despite everything they had been through that night. The penthouse was still dimly lit by emergency backup lights. Blood stained the floor near the elevator from the earlier fight. Marco lay unconscious in the corner, hands zip-tied, breathing shallow. Lena stood nearby with her arms crossed, watching them both.Cove shook his head slowly. “No. You’re staying here. This is too dangerous. Nikolai is desperate. He has men, weapons, and nothing left to lose. I’m not taking you into that.”Eli stood up from the couch, ignoring the medics who tried to check him again. His suit was torn and bloody. The platinum collar around his neck caught the faint light. His hands still had dried blood on them some from Cove, some from Marco.“I’m going with you,” Eli said firmly. “You need me the
Marco screamed in agony.The sound tore through the underground garage like a wounded animal. His eyes widened in shock and pain as the knife sank deep into his shoulder. Blood poured out instantly, soaking through his expensive navy suit jacket. The shotgun slipped from his fingers and clattered loudly onto the concrete floor, sliding away into the shadows.Eli stood frozen, still gripping the knife handle. His hand was covered in warm, sticky blood his brother’s blood. The platinum collar around his neck suddenly felt like it was choking him. His breathing came fast and shallow. The red emergency lights cast everything in a hellish glow, reflecting off the growing pool of blood on the floor.“I… I stabbed him,” Eli whispered, voice breaking. “I stabbed my own brother.”Marco staggered backward, clutching his shoulder with his free hand. His f
The elevator doors opened with a soft mechanical ding that sounded far too loud in the underground garage. Marco stood there, barely ten feet away, holding a shotgun pointed straight at them. His face was twisted with pure hatred. Sweat and dirt streaked his skin. His eyes locked on Eli first, then moved to the platinum collar around his neck, and finally settled on Cove with burning rage.Marco’s lips curled into a sneer. “Well, well. Look at you two. My own brother standing there like a fucking whore, wearing that piece of shit’s collar. You’re a disgrace to the Reyes name, Eli. Laying with the enemy. Letting him fuck you. Letting him own you like a dog.”Eli’s body went cold. He stood frozen beside Cove, hands still gripping the back of Cove’s belt. The garage was dark, lit only by emergency red lights that cast long, bloody shadows across the concrete floor and parked cars. The air
The heavy electronic security doors began to unlock one by one. The loud mechanical clicks echoed through the dark penthouse like gunshots in the silence.Eli’s body went rigid in Cove’s arms. The pitch-black darkness pressed down on him even harder now. His breathing, which had just started to steady, turned fast and shallow again.“Cove…” Eli whispered, voice trembling. “The doors… they’re opening. Someone’s coming.”Cove held him tighter for one second, then moved with calm purpose. He stood up, pulling Eli with him. “Stay close to me. Hold onto my belt. Don’t let go no matter what happens.”Eli grabbed the back of Cove’s belt with both hands. His fingers were cold and shaking. The platinum collar around his neck felt like the only solid thing left in the world. “I’m scared. It’s s
The penthouse lights flickered once. Then again. Then they died completely.Total darkness swallowed the bedroom in an instant. No emergency lights came on. No faint glow from the city outside the reinforced windows. Just pure, heavy blackness that pressed against Eli’s eyes like a living thing.Eli’s breath caught in his throat. His body went rigid. The platinum collar around his neck suddenly felt like a chain dragging him down into the void. The old terror roared back to life, faster and stronger than ever.“No… no, no, no,” Eli gasped. His hands flew out, searching blindly for something solid. “Cove? Cove, where are you? I can’t see anything!”The darkness closed in, thick and suffocating. It felt exactly like the closet when he was nine. Like the smoke-filled hallway the night his house burned. Like every nightmare he had ever tried
Eli rested his forehead against Cove’s, their bodies still tangled together on the big bed. The platinum collar around his neck felt warm now, like it had finally settled into his skin. His hands were still trembling slightly from everything that had happened. The gun lay forgotten on the mattress beside them. The flash drive sat on the nightstand like a small black bomb waiting to go off.Cove held him close with his good arm, fingers tracing slow patterns on Eli’s back. The room was quiet except for their breathing and the distant sound of the city far below the windows.“I can’t believe I almost pulled the trigger,” Eli whispered. “I had the gun against your chest. I was so close.”Cove kissed his temple softly. “But you didn’t. That’s what matters. You chose me. Even after everything Julian told you.”Eli pulled back







