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Chapter 6: Rich Boy Problems

作者: Hxn
last update 公開日: 2025-06-26 18:51:56

Quincy

It's dinner time, As usual, the prisoners jeered loudly upon seeing the guards roll in the food tray. Most of them complain of not having enough food to keep them standing. Some, in dying need to detoxify their guts. The guards—turning on deaf ears—dropped the food through the hatch like we were zoo animals.

I watched the metal tray hit the floor with a metallic clack, the contents jiggling like something that had once been alive and very, very sad. The feeding system in Blackbridge Co
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    QuincyThe engine's cold from how long we've been waiting in the parking lot of Blackbridge.Rafael is draped over the steering wheel like he's mourning a fallen comrade. His forehead thumps softly against it once. And twice…and thrice, for emphasis.He groans, and it takes my sharp senses to pick up his words. “We’ve been here for two hours and…” he checks the clock again, as he calculates with clear precision “fifteen minutes past the assumed release window.” I glance up from my phone, where I haven’t actually been reading anything for the past twenty minutes. “You’re exaggerating.”“I am not,” he says, voice muffled by leather and despair. “On your release day, it didn’t take this long.”I snort. “On my release day, you were eager to see me, so time wasn't a damn factor.”“That was payday, Quincy.”“And that was the release of your second boss. The genial one.”Among all my dad's worker's, I've always seen Rafael as someone I could be cool with. He wants to be strict in regards t

  • Cellblock Heat    Epilogue

    JordanBill is the last person I expect to see when the door buzzes.Not a guard. Not a clerk with dead eyes and a checklist. Bill—standing there like he owns the place, suit jacket folded over his arm, sleeves rolled just enough to say I’m official, but I’m not afraid to get my hands dirty.For a second, I think my brain’s fucking with me again.Then he smiles.“Well,” he says. “You ready to stop being state property?”I blink once. Then I scoff. “Didn’t know they let civilians do the honors now.”“They don’t,” Bill replies easily. “I insisted.”Of course he did.I step forward anyway, chains clinking softly as the guard unlocks the cuffs. The sound echoes too loud in the small room, like it’s trying to imprint itself into my skull one last time. Bill watches it all with an expression that’s calm but sharp—like he’s cataloging everything for later.The cuffs come off.Just like that.My wrists feel naked. Wrong. Free in a way that makes my skin prickle.Bill gestures toward the desk.

  • Cellblock Heat    Epilogue

    Four months laterJordan.In the absence of you know who, I made adjustment. Yeah, b’cos “amendment” ain't the word.JordanThe yard feels different when it’s your last day in it.Same cracked concrete. Same rusted bleachers baking under the sun. Same chain-link fence humming faintly as the wind passes through it. But today, every sound lands heavier, like my body already knows I’m about to leave it all behind.I sit on the bleachers anyway.One foot planted on the bench below, elbows resting on my knee, hands loosely clasped. My duffel bag is by my feet—everything I own reduced to frayed fabric and folded prison-issued clothes. It’s strange how light it feels. Like I expected more weight. Like I expected leaving to hurt in a different way.Manny drops down beside me with a grunt, stretching his long legs out in front of him. He looks the same as always—unbothered, unhurried, permanently settled. Manny has the posture of a man who knows exactly where he’ll be sleeping for the rest of

  • Cellblock Heat    Chapter 182: Denizen

    Jordan From a distance, Stacy looks so small. She folded in on herself, knees drawn up. I see a glass of wine dangling loosely from her fingers like she forgot it was there. The ocean laps somewhere beyond the glass railing in a steady motion. Rafael chose to park properly in the garage, then we took a walk to the ocean view suit to clear the alcohol out of our heads. We didn't expect to see Stacy waiting in…whatever that state was. Rafael slows beside me instinctively, already angling toward her. “I’ve got this, man,” I murmur, my hand lifting to stop him. “Go take a rest.” He hesitates, searching my face, then nods once. He didn't go off like I asked him to. He stays back, close enough to intervene if needed, far enough to respect the moment. I walk toward her slowly. The closer I get, the clearer the details become. The dark stain of wine bleeding into the pale fabric of her dress. Her shoulders shook in that restrained way that tells me she’s been crying for a while

  • Cellblock Heat    Chapter 181: Lost Love

    Quincy From a distance, Stacy looks so small. She folded in on herself, knees drawn up. I see a glass of wine dangling loosely from her fingers like she forgot it was there. The ocean laps somewhere beyond the glass railing in a steady motion. Rafael chose to park properly in the garage, then we took a walk to the ocean view suit to clear the alcohol out of our heads. We didn't expect to see Stacy waiting in…whatever that state was. Rafael slows beside me instinctively, already angling toward her. “I’ve got this, man,” I murmur, my hand lifting to stop him. “Go take a rest.” He hesitates, searching my face, then nods once. He didn't go off like I asked him to. He stays back, close enough to intervene if needed, far enough to respect the moment. I walk toward her slowly. The closer I get, the clearer the details become. The dark stain of wine bleeding into the pale fabric of her dress. Her shoulders shook in that restrained way that tells me she’s been crying for a while.

  • Cellblock Heat    Chapter 180: Grounded

    QuincyMy sight isn't the first thing that comes back to me. It’s muffled sound warped, like I’m underwater and someone’s yelling from the surface. Voices collide and separate, echoing strangely inside my skull. There’s a pressure on my firm chest and it's rhythmic, and my body reacts before my mind does, a sharp gasp tearing out of me like I’ve been dragged up from a deep water I wasn’t done drowning in.Air burns my lungs.I choke on it.“Idiot, absolute fucking idiot.” a voice snaps with panic and something dangerously close to guilt. “I should’ve never…never agreed to this—”That voice becomes clear, and it doesn't take me a lot to realise it's Rafael's.Even half-dead, my brain recognizes the cadence of his voice. The way he sounds when he’s furious but terrified underneath when he didn’t meet up my Dad's expectations. The way he sounds when he thinks he’s failed at a job he takes personally.Something wet splashes across my mouth before I can brace for it, and my body convulses

  • Cellblock Heat    Chapter 155: The Wittiness

    Quincy Bill had offered me this private room to meet with my lawyer, Atty. Houston.He called it a form of sympathy, but I knew better. He maybe, or truly is one of the people who's wrapped around my Dad's finger. Since the time the first and last time I spoke to my Dad on the phone, I got most p

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  • Cellblock Heat    Chapter 148: Unmasked

    StacyIt’s been three days since my rescue from… death.And it’s also been three days since I’ve seen sunlight—three long days of breathing filtered air and pretending my lungs aren’t desperate for sky.My phone is missing. Not that I expected it to be returned to me by those hoodlums.They were al

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  • Cellblock Heat    Chapter 142: The Bampot

    Quincy I sure the fuck know what I’m doing.Unfortunately.I’d give my little act of obnoxiousness a name if I cared enough.Taunting Jordan.Yeah, that feels about right.Trust me, I know I’ll regret this. My skull already aches with the future consequences. But there’s something twistedly addict

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-04-01

  • Cellblock Heat    Chapter 136: Not a Vivid Dream

    Quincy “Fuuuckk. Just like that.” His words come out like a growl. I'm looking down at him, he looks so mesmerizing beneath me, his chest rises and falls as he holds himself from ramming his cock deep into my hole. “This cock is all yours, ride me like the good cowboy that you are.” His na

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