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CHAPTER THIRTY TWO

Author: Vee Philip
last update publish date: 2026-03-23 16:11:43

The office felt smaller than usual. Or maybe it was just the tension. Lance stood near Ragnar’s desk, trying and failing to act normal.

His hands were shoved into his pockets, shoulders slightly stiff, like if he moved too much he’d somehow make everything worse.

Ylva, on the other hand, looked completely relaxed. Too relaxed.

She leaned against Lance’s side, her arm casually wrapped around his, her fingers tracing slow, absent patterns on his sleeve like this was the most natural thing in th
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  • 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 resting on the low wall, watching the sunset like it might tell him what to do with his life.It didn’t.“Beautiful, isn’t it?”He didn’t turn around.He already knew that voice.Ylva.He just nodded.“Yeah.”She walked up beside him and leaned on the wall too, following his gaze toward the horizon.For a while, neither of them spoke.The only sounds were distant birds and the faint rustling of leaves in the evening breeze.It was peaceful.Too peaceful for the mess sitting between them.“I’m going back to the quarters tomorrow,” Lance said after a while.“I’m fully healed.”He saw her reaction from the corner of her eye.Her eyes widened slightly, surprise flashing across her face, but she q

  • COLLATERAL DESIRE    CHAPTER THIRTY THREE

    Lance got out of that room faster than he should’ve.His heart was still racing, his thoughts tangled into something messy and dangerous. He had just been standing in the same space as his girlfriend… and her father, the man he couldn’t stop thinking about.What kind of messed-up situation even was this?He exhaled sharply as he stepped into the courtyard, the cool air hitting his face like a slap. It helped. A little.Leaning back against a pillar, he closed his eyes, letting the wind brush against his skin, trying to steady himself.He never thought his life would turn out like this.But here he was anyway.Footsteps.Soft.Familiar.Lance didn’t need to open his eyes to know who it was.“Are you okay?” Ylva’s voice came, gentle but laced with concern. “You’ve been acting so weird.”His eyes snapped open, and he straightened slightly.“I’m fine,” he said quickly. “Just tired.”She didn’t look convinced, but she nodded anyway, stepping closer.“So… you’re working for my father now,”

  • COLLATERAL DESIRE    CHAPTER THIRTY TWO

    The office felt smaller than usual. Or maybe it was just the tension. Lance stood near Ragnar’s desk, trying and failing to act normal. His hands were shoved into his pockets, shoulders slightly stiff, like if he moved too much he’d somehow make everything worse.Ylva, on the other hand, looked completely relaxed. Too relaxed. She leaned against Lance’s side, her arm casually wrapped around his, her fingers tracing slow, absent patterns on his sleeve like this was the most natural thing in the world. Like nothing had changed. Like he hadn’t spent months slowly losing his mind over someone else.Lance swallowed. “Ylva…” he muttered under his breath, trying to subtly shift away.She didn’t budge. If anything, she leaned in more. “What?” she asked softly, glancing up at him with a small smile. His chest tightened and not in the way it used to. Not like before. Now it just felt… complicated.“I’m working,” he said quietly, hoping she’d get the hint.“Oh?” she tilted her head slightly,

  • COLLATERAL DESIRE    CHAPTER THIRTY ONE

    Several months passed, and whatever Lance had hoped would fade… didn’t.If anything, it got worse.By the time his body fully healed and he was back on regular duty, it meant one thing, he was around Ragnar even more.And that was the problem.Because Lance wasn’t even pretending anymore, at least not in his own head.He liked being around him.No, he loved it, more than he should have.Every briefing. Every mission. Every quiet moment where Ragnar stood there, calm and unreadable while everyone else shifted under pressure.Lance noticed everything now.The way Ragnar spoke, low, controlled, like he never wasted a word.The way people listened when he did.The way he carried himself like nothing in the world could shake him.It got to a point where Lance had to actively check himself.Like that one time.They were all gathered in the main hall, Ragnar standing in front of them, going over the aftermath of a shootout. His tone was flat as he listed numbers of casualties, losses, what

  • COLLATERAL DESIRE    CHAPTER THIRTY

    The room fell into a brief, stunned silence as both Lance and Tamera looked at Ragnar.Then—Tamera burst into laughter.Bright, unbothered laughter, like nothing about what he had just said was strange at all.“That’s so cool,” she grinned.Lance just stared at Ragnar, completely thrown.“You just told her a child’s nightmare.”Ragnar raised a brow, entirely unfazed.“You’re the one who asked. I told the truth.”Lance opened his mouth, then paused.“You’re amaz—” he caught himself abruptly, turning his head away, “—I mean unbelievable.”Ragnar didn’t respond, but his gaze lingered on Lance for a second longer than necessary.“Weird kid,” he thought.The rest of the hour passed quicker than Lance wanted.It slipped through his fingers in small moments, Tamera showing him more drawings, dragging him into another round of the game, laughing at things that didn’t make sense but somehow felt important anyway.And before he knew it, it was time.The realization settled heavily in his ches

  • COLLATERAL DESIRE    CHAPTER TWENTY NINE

    Tamera sat cross-legged on the carpet, surrounded by toys that looked like they had slowly taken over the entire living room. Colorful blocks, stuffed animals, puzzle pieces, half of it was scattered around like a tiny battlefield of childhood chaos.Lance sat across from her, holding a stuffed dinosaur she had forced into his hands.“No, Lance!” she giggled. “The dinosaur can’t fly!”“Why not?” Lance argued dramatically. “Maybe he believes in himself.”“That’s not how dinosaurs work.”“You’d be surprised.”Tamera laughed and grabbed the toy from him, pushing one of her dolls forward instead.“This is the princess and the dinosaur is protecting her.”“Oh,” Lance said seriously. “So the dinosaur is the bodyguard.”“Yes!”Lance glanced briefly toward the other side of the room.Ragnar was still there.He stood near the large window, arms folded loosely across his chest, his posture relaxed but watchful. He hadn’t spoken since they arrived. If anything, he seemed perfectly content to re

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