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92. Four People Instead Of Three.

Author: AlphaKelly
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-03 23:07:30

Castle.

I changed my number the night the club burned down.

Because if this is what I thought it was, that would mean that the FBI already knew that Thomas was just the front of the club.

And even if they didn't know that already, my name had been sprayed into the pavement and that would at least give them a clue. With enough digging, they would find out who I was and I needed to be prepared before they did.

So I smashed my phone and destroyed my SIM card. I wasn't willing to risk the little I had left.

I actually saw Angel's number saved on my phone before I smashed it to pieces. But I couldn't bring myself to call him or to even save the number. It was better for everyone if it got destroyed with the phone.

Of course, it was like I was burning the final bridge that could have linked us together, but that was the point, wasn’t it? Make it easy for him to hate me. Make it easier for me to stay away.

But it was really hard to stay away. Not when the only place I wanted to be was besid
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  • Castillo Del Angel: Marked By Vengeance.    110. Don't You Fucking Die On Me Now.

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  • Castillo Del Angel: Marked By Vengeance.    109. I Couldn't Write Down The Truth.

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  • Castillo Del Angel: Marked By Vengeance.    107. Good Luck Charm.

    Angel.It was 9 pm already and I stood at the door, hand on the knob as my gloved fingers twitched. I was fully geared, kevlar tight across my chest, my vest creaking when I moved. My glock was holstered, comms strapped to my belt, boots laced to the top. Everything was ready. And everything was secure.But I couldn’t go. Not yet.The room behind me was dim—moonlight streaked across the floor in silent ribbons, touching everything like a cold memory. I turned back. My eyes landed on the shirt.The one Castle had ruined earlier today when he was in my bed, touching himself like a man possessed.It lay folded neatly where I placed it on my bedstand. As I looked at it, I felt the urge to sniff it again. So I walked over, bent down and picked it up, slow, reverent. Like it was sacred.I shouldn't. But I did.And then I lifted it to my face and breathed him in.Salt and musk. That trace of the cologne he always used. It was a little faint but it was still there.I closed my eyes as I inh

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