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Chapter 134

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Third Person POV - Diana

The apartment smelled terrible like mold and desperation.

Diana sat on the edge of a sagging mattress, her phone clutched in her trembling hands, surrounded by peeling wallpaper and water-stained ceilings.

This was what her life had become.

A run-down studio in the worst part of Brooklyn. No electricity after six PM because she couldn't pay the bill. No heat. Barely any food.

All her money was frozen. Her accounts were locked pending federal investigation.

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  • Craving my mother's Hot Fiancé    Chapter 133

    Third Person POV - KaneThe jump was at least fifteen feet high but Kane didn't hesitate. He ran across the rooftop, his feet were sure despite the clay tiles that shifted beneath his weight, and launched himself into the air.For a moment, he was suspended in nothing but darkness and the empty space below.Then his hands caught the edge of the next roof. His shoulders screamed with the impact. He pulled himself up smoothly, rolling onto the tiles and immediately moving into a crouch.Behind him, the gap between the buildings looked impossible. Anyone watching would have called it suicide.But Kane had been doing impossible things his entire life.He moved across the rooftop silently, his eyes scanning the compound below. For guards, checkpoints and Security cameras on rotating schedules.Zeus's estate was a fortress. Getting in was very difficult. Getting out with Gavin and Melissa would be damn near impossible. But that's what Kane did. Impossible things.He'd been mapping the compo

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    Third Person POVThe heat hit Gavin the moment he stepped off the plane.Colombia heat was thick and heavy with the scent of tropical flowers and something darker underneath. Blood.This place had always smelled like blood to him.His grip tightened on the briefcase he carried. Knuckles white against the black leather. He hadn’t been here in twenty years.He had spent years creating distance between himself and this place.And Zeus had dragged him back in a matter of days. Using her.Using Melissa. His precious Achilles heel.Gavin’s jaw clenched as he descended the stairs. His feet touched Colombian soil for the first time in two decades.He felt Kane’s steady presence behind him. “Sir,” Kane said quietly. “Are you…”“I’m fine.”He wasn’t fine. He was terrified. Not for himself. He’d stopped being afraid for his own life years ago.But for Melissa.Sweet, stubborn, fierce Melissa who was somewhere in Zeus’s compound. Surrounded by monsters who saw her as nothing but a tool. A bargain

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    Third Person POVThe heat hit Gavin the moment he stepped off the plane.Colombia heat was thick and heavy with the scent of tropical flowers and something darker underneath. Blood.This place had always smelled like blood to him.His grip tightened on the briefcase he carried. Knuckles white against the black leather. He hadn’t been here in twenty years.He had spent years creating distance between himself and this place.And Zeus had dragged him back in a matter of days. Using her.Using Melissa. His precious Achilles heel.Gavin’s jaw clenched as he descended the stairs. His feet touched Colombian soil for the first time in two decades.He felt Kane’s steady presence behind him. “Sir,” Kane said quietly. “Are you…”“I’m fine.”He wasn’t fine. He was terrified. Not for himself. He’d stopped being afraid for his own life years ago.But for Melissa.Sweet, stubborn, fierce Melissa who was somewhere in Zeus’s compound. Surrounded by monsters who saw her as nothing but a tool. A bargain

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