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CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

Author: Vee Philip
last update publish date: 2026-03-21 15:25:35

The wait finally ended when a knock sounded at the office door.

Ragnar glanced toward it. “Come in.”

One of the guards stepped inside and gave a short nod.

“The car is ready.”

Lance shot up from the couch so fast that Ragnar immediately narrowed his eyes at him.

“Careful.”

“I’m careful,” Lance said quickly, already halfway to the door.

He stopped only when another wave of pain reminded him that his body strongly disagreed with that statement. Lance slowed his pace slightly, pressing a hand brie
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  • COLLATERAL DESIRE    CHAPTER FORTY TWO

    AT ZORIN SEA PORTMen moved back and forth across the deck, crates being loaded, ropes pulled tight, metal clanging against metal. The air smelled like salt, oil, and wood, and the sun was high, reflecting harshly off the water. It was supposed to be a normal day, shipment, paperwork, checking routes, nothing serious.Ragnar stood near the railing with a guy and Mar, discussing something in low voices. Lance was a few steps away, pretending to focus on a crate he was checking, but his attention kept drifting back to Ragnar like it always did.Porto was laughing loudly somewhere behind them, probably flirting with someone again.Lance noticed it first.A small boat approaching too fast. No signal. No flag.He frowned slightly, straightening. “Do we have expected visitors?” he asked no one in particular.Mar turned to look. “No.”Ragnar followed their gaze, his eyes narrowing immediately. “Everyone—”He didn’t finish the sentence.A sharp thwip sound cut through the air.Ragnar’s body j

  • COLLATERAL DESIRE    CHAPTER FORTY ONE

    Porto leaned back against the couch, her head resting against his chest as he wrapped an arm around her. She was scrolling through her phone, occasionally glancing up to smile at something he murmured or to laugh softly at something one of the guys said from across the room. The other men lounged around, talking about recent jobs, laughing, and sipping on beers. Porto barely noticed them, lost in the warmth of his presence, his steady heartbeat beneath her ear.“Did you see what happened on the shipment last week?” one of the guys asked, launching into a story about a near-miss during one of their operations.Porto hummed along, listening, but her attention was still half on her phone, half on him. Porto couldn’t help it, he kept glancing down at her, tracing the curve of her jaw with his eyes, noting the way her hair fell across her face, the small smile that crept whenever she read something funny.He chuckled softly, brushing a strand of hair from her eyes. “You’re cute when you’r

  • COLLATERAL DESIRE    CHAPTER FORTY

    He watched her sit up, his eyes tracing over her skin before settling on her face. The soft morning light spilled across the room, catching the curve of her cheek, the way her damp hair clung slightly to her neck.“Morning,” he murmured, voice low and hoarse.She smiled, leaning in to kiss him, and he felt the warmth spread through his chest.“Are you trying to continue where we left off?” he murmured, hands drifting to her hips, thumb brushing over her skin.“You’ve ruined me enough,” she chuckled, teasing him, her lips still brushing his.“Come on… can’t handle a little more?” His lips trailed down to her neck, and he felt her shiver beneath him.She giggled, shaking her head. “I need a shower.”“I’d be more than happy to join,” he smirked, but her eyes narrowed in suspicion.“Not falling for that one,” she said, though a small curve of a smile betrayed her amusement.She stood, her body on full display and he groaned, his eyes following her every movement. “Damn,” he muttered under

  • COLLATERAL DESIRE    CHAPTER THIRTY NINE

    The rest of the guys were gathered in the common area, beers and snacks scattered across the table. The conversation was loud, full of jokes, arguments about past missions, and Mar quietly correcting Porto’s terrible facts about literally everything.Lance leaned back in his chair, shaking his head with a small, tired smile. He decided today was not a day for drinking. He could feel his thoughts already chaotic enough without the influence of alcohol, and Porto’s display wasn’t helping calm them. Still, it was almost mesmerizing in a way—the way Porto acted like it was completely normal, like the rest of them weren’t just casually ignoring an entire scandalous public display.Porto didn’t even notice the room around him. The girl on his lap had her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, lips pressed to his in a heated, demanding kiss. He groaned into her mouth, one hand gripping her waist, the other tangling in her hair as if he might never let go.The guys around them barely reacted.

  • 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 before speaking.“We need to talk.”Lance groaned without looking up. “Why do you always say that like you’re about to arrest me?”“Because you keep doing things that will get you killed,” Mar replied calmly.That made Lance finally look up at him. “You’re being dramatic.”Mar shook his head slowly. “No. You are the one who doesn’t understand the situation you’re in.”Lance leaned back slightly, still sitting on the wall. “Okay then, enlighten me.”Mar crossed his arms and looked at him seriously. “You cannot break Ylva’s heart.”Lance frowned. “I know that.”“No, I don’t think you do,” Mar said. “You’re thinking about your feelings, your confusion, your little internal crisis. But you’re forget

  • COLLATERAL DESIRE    CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN

    Days passed, and Mar decided he was going to help Lance get rid of whatever madness this was. At first, he thought it was just a stupid crush that would disappear if Lance stayed busy enough or met someone else. But the more time he spent watching him, the more he realized this was not something small.Lance wasn’t just crushing on Ragnar.He was gone.Mar noticed little things first. Lance never complained when Ragnar insulted him. Not once. If anything, he looked almost satisfied, like even Ragnar’s irritation was still attention, and that attention alone was enough to keep him going for the rest of the day.It was strange to watch.Mar didn’t really understand what Lance was feeling. He had never been in love before, never even close, but he wasn’t stupid. Whatever this was, it was intense. Lance wasn’t climbing into this slowly, he was already too deep to see the surface anymore.So Mar started keeping an eye on him more closely.Whenever Lance stared too long at Ragnar during me

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