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CHAPTER NINETEEN
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2026-03-15 18:52:49
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COLLATERAL DESIRE CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY NINE
Ragnar’s room was quiet, but unlike the rest of the estate, this silence wasn’t tense.It was suffocating.The kind that pressed against his ribs the longer he sat in it.Rain tapped softly against the windows overlooking the grounds, the dim light from outside spilling faintly across the dark wood of the room. Papers sat abandoned across his desk, untouched for over an hour now. His drink had gone cold beside them.None of it mattered.Because his mind kept circling back to the same person.Lance.Or whatever was left of him.Ragnar leaned back slowly in his chair, fingers pressing against his temple as exhaustion settled deeper into his bones. He rarely allowed himself moments like this. Sitting still meant thinking too much, and thinking too much lately always ended badly.Especially when it came to Lance.He could still see him clearly from earlier.The blood on the corridor floor.The guard choking on his own throat.That grin on Lance’s face after doing it.Oops.Like it was fun
COLLATERAL DESIRE CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY NINE
The door clicked shut behind Jungwoo.For a few seconds, he didn’t move.One hand remained on the handle, fingers curled there loosely, as if he could still feel the heat of the room through the wood. The corridor was quiet, long and dimly lit, the kind of silence that usually calmed people.It did nothing for him.His breathing was slower than it should have been.Too measured.Too controlled for what was happening underneath.Then something in his face shifted.The polished amusement he wore so easily cracked at the edges, revealing something sharper beneath it. His eyes darkened, pupils blown wide as the last few minutes replayed themselves with cruel clarity.Lance’s hand around his throat.The sudden force of being driven into the floor.The look in his eyes when he did it.Not hesitation.Not confusion.Something feral.Something that had learned violence so deeply it now lived in his bones.Jungwoo bit down hard on his lower lip.Hard enough to split skin.Pain flashed bright a
COLLATERAL DESIRE CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY SEVEN
Lance’s room was dark except for the narrow strip of moonlight slipping through the curtains.He hadn’t bothered turning the lights on.Darkness made more sense lately.It matched the inside of his head better than anything bright ever could.He sat on the floor beside the bed, knees drawn close, one arm wrapped across his stomach while the other hand dug into the side of his skull hard enough to leave crescent marks. His breathing came unevenly, not frantic, not weak—just strained, like every breath had to fight its way through something lodged in his chest.The voices were back.Not voices in the ordinary sense.Not ghosts.Not madness the way stories described it.They were memories sharpened into sound.Marcus barking orders in that cold amused tone.Men screaming from pain, from fear, from the realization no one was coming to help them.The crack of bone.The wet noise steel made when it entered flesh.His own laughter, louder than the rest.That one always sickened him most.Bec
COLLATERAL DESIRE CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY SIX
The club was built to look expensive.Dark marble floors, low gold lighting, music heavy enough to shake the walls, people dressed like they had never known fear. On the surface it was luxury.Underneath it, everyone important knew what it really was.A distribution point.Money upstairs.Drugs downstairs.Bodies somewhere in between.Ragnar arrived first with two men behind him, expression unreadable as always. He hated places like this—too loud, too crowded, too many angles to watch at once. But Marcus had given direct orders.Go with Lance. Collect the shipment. No mistakes.That alone had irritated him.Because Marcus knew exactly what he was doing by forcing them together.Ragnar stepped through the VIP corridor and immediately saw him.Lance stood near the bar like he owned the room.Black shirt half-open at the throat, sleeves rolled to reveal tattooed forearms, a chain catching the dim light. He looked older than his years now. Harder. Sharper. The softness that used to live i
COLLATERAL DESIRE CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY FIVE
Days passed after that night, but whatever had happened between them did not bring back what Ragnar had secretly hoped it might.If anything, it made the loss clearer.Lance still came near him.Still found reasons to linger in rooms Ragnar occupied. Still brushed past him in hallways too closely. Still leaned in when no one was looking, close enough for Ragnar to feel the heat of him, close enough to remember things he was trying not to.But the way he looked at him had changed.Before, even in Lance’s worst moments, there had always been something softer underneath it all. Admiration. Attachment. That open, reckless kind of affection Lance never knew how to hide.Now that softness was gone.In its place was something sharper.Something hungrier.Ragnar noticed it first during a meeting in the lower hall.Marcus was speaking to three men over shipments and territory lines while Lance stood at his side, silent as usual. Ragnar entered halfway through, giving his attention to the discu
COLLATERAL DESIRE CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY FOUR
One evening, after weeks of watching Lance drift further into Marcus’s orbit, Ragnar finally reached a point where restraint felt useless.He had spent too long observing.Too long pretending distance was strategy.Too long standing by while Lance became someone colder each day.So he went to Lance’s room.No warning. No message. No knock worth waiting for.He pushed the door open and stepped inside.Lance was near the window, half turned away, shirt sleeves rolled back, one hand resting against the frame as he looked out over the dark grounds below. He didn’t look surprised by the interruption.He just glanced over his shoulder.“Well,” Lance said lazily. “If it isn’t the man who stares too much.”Ragnar shut the door behind him.The click of it echoed in the room.Lance straightened slightly then, sensing something different in the air.Ragnar crossed the room without answering.“Here to threaten me?” Lance asked, amusement already forming. “Or finally say something usefu—”Ragnar g
COLLATERAL DESIRE CHAPTER FIFTY
The next day…Ylva arrived in the afternoon without warning. The hospital room door swung open and she walked in like she owned the place, her presence loud, confident, alive in a way that immediately filled the quiet room.“Lance!” she called the moment she saw him.Before he could even sit up pro
COLLATERAL DESIRE CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT
The next evening Mar found Lance sitting alone outside the quarters, on the low concrete wall near the fence. He had a bottle in his hand but wasn’t really drinking, just turning it slowly between his fingers like he was thinking too hard.Mar walked over and stood in front of him for a moment befo
COLLATERAL DESIRE CHAPTER THIRTY SIX
Lance blinked.He felt like he'd been hit with a ton of bricks.Once.Twice.Then he laughed.Not a normal laugh, too quick, too loud, too forced.“What?” he said, still half laughing. “Where the hell did that come from?”Mar didn’t laugh.Didn’t smile.Didn’t even move.He just kept looking at Lan
COLLATERAL DESIRE CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
The sun was slowly sinking behind the walls of the estate, painting the sky in orange and gold.The light stretched across the courtyard, long shadows spilling over the stone floor, everything calm in a way that almost made you forget what kind of place this really was.Lance stood with his hands r
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