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CHAPTER 124

ผู้เขียน: Kate Ray
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-12-01 12:54:43

Sage Pov

The world returned in dizzying, painful slow motion. One moment, I was laughing at some terrible joke about venture capital, the next, a white-hot flash consumed my vision, followed by a sensation of cold pressure.

When my mind finally swam back to consciousness, the first thing I registered was the dull throb behind my eyes. The second thing was the chilling, metallic smell of disinfectants and fear.

I wasn't in Beth's loud, sticky apartment anymore. I was lying on something hard—a concrete floor, I realized—in near-total darkness. I tried to sit up, but my limbs felt heavy, unresponsive, dragging through a thick, syrupy numbness. The syringe. Whatever Alice had injected me with was a paralyzing agent, designed for incapacitation, not instant death. A calculated cruelty.

"Mark," I choked out, the sound dry and thin, barely a whisper.

My eyes slowly adjusted. I was in a small, cold room. No windows, just one heavy steel door and a bare, overhead light bulb casting harsh shado
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  • DADDY'S LITTLE PLAYTHING    CHAPTER 126

    Beth POVThe inside of the armored sedan smelled faintly of stale coffee and desperation. We'd been driving for what felt like fifty years, the city lights blurring into long, meaningless streaks. The bass from my disastrous party still throbbed in my temples, but it was nothing compared to the cold dread sitting in my stomach.Mark and Sage were gone. Vanished. Taken out right from under our noses.I watched Hector, who was behind the wheel. Mark’s right-hand man, the silent shadow, the fixer. Right now, he looked less like a fixer and more like a man watching his entire life’s work disintegrate."We need a signal, Hector. Anything," I insisted, rubbing the fatigue from my eyes. "The last comm pulse we had from Mark was right after the Exchange floor chaos. After that, nothing. She used a scrambler, didn't she?"Hector gripped the steering wheel so tightly I could see the muscles straining in his arms. "Alice is not an amateur, Beth," he said, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. He ha

  • DADDY'S LITTLE PLAYTHING    CHAPTER 125

    Mark POVThe return to consciousness was a brutal, jarring ascent. My head throbbed where the bastard hit me, and the paralyzing agent Alice had used on Sage still left a sluggish weight in my limbs. I groaned, testing my restraints. My wrists and ankles were secured to a hard gurney.The first thing I saw was the sterile white ceiling. The second was the terrifying machine standing beside me—a menacing collection of wires and industrial panels, confirming every threat Alice had just delivered to Sage."Welcome back, darling."Alice’s voice, smooth and falsely solicitous, came from somewhere to my right. I strained my neck, the muscle protesting the movement. She was sitting in a simple metal chair, perfectly composed in her dark jumpsuit, watching me with a chilling patience."Where is she?" I demanded, my voice raw."Oh, Sage is fine," Alice purred, crossing one long leg over the other. "She's in her viewing room, watching our little reunion. I made sure she has a front-row seat to

  • DADDY'S LITTLE PLAYTHING    CHAPTER 124

    Sage PovThe world returned in dizzying, painful slow motion. One moment, I was laughing at some terrible joke about venture capital, the next, a white-hot flash consumed my vision, followed by a sensation of cold pressure.When my mind finally swam back to consciousness, the first thing I registered was the dull throb behind my eyes. The second thing was the chilling, metallic smell of disinfectants and fear.I wasn't in Beth's loud, sticky apartment anymore. I was lying on something hard—a concrete floor, I realized—in near-total darkness. I tried to sit up, but my limbs felt heavy, unresponsive, dragging through a thick, syrupy numbness. The syringe. Whatever Alice had injected me with was a paralyzing agent, designed for incapacitation, not instant death. A calculated cruelty."Mark," I choked out, the sound dry and thin, barely a whisper.My eyes slowly adjusted. I was in a small, cold room. No windows, just one heavy steel door and a bare, overhead light bulb casting harsh shado

  • DADDY'S LITTLE PLAYTHING    CHAPTER 123

    Mark povThe scream tore through the music, a high, panicked sound that cut straight to my gut. Beth’s scream. It hit me with the force of a tidal wave, ripping away the last thread of control I had left.I saw her. Alice. She was closer than my security detail. Closer than my sightline. She was at the snack table, moving with that surgical grace I knew meant lethal intent.My eyes snapped to Sage. She was smiling, reaching for a pretzel, utterly oblivious.I started running. I moved with the blind, desperate speed of a man trying to outrun a bullet. The crowd was a thick, impossible barrier—too loud, too slow, too many bodies."ALICE! NO!" I roared, the sound swallowed by the bass.I saw the flash of silver in Alice’s hand—not a gun, but a syringe. She spun Sage around, and in that sickeningly fluid motion, she prickled Sage with a syringe. It was quick, clean, and utterly professional.Sage’s smile faltered. Her eyes went wide, reflecting a sudden, profound confusion. She didn't fig

  • DADDY'S LITTLE PLAYTHING    CHAPTER 122

    Beth Pov The bass was loud enough to vibrate my teeth, which was exactly the volume I needed to drown out the low-level hum of existential dread. I grabbed another plastic cup of cheap champagne and surveyed the carnage. My apartment looked like a bomb hit it, but everyone was laughing, and that was the point. Distraction. Controlled chaos.It had been days since I'd talked to Sage, and frankly, I was worried. After the whole corporate takedown of Alistair Vance, the silence had been deafening. I was waiting for her to pop up on the news announcing her wedding to Mark, but instead, it was crickets. She'd gone dark again, which, in her world, usually meant either extreme danger or extreme dominance sex. Given the current circumstances, probably both.I finally spotted my target lurking near the doorway, looking exactly like a magnificent, expensive shadow. Mark Arthur. He was wearing jeans and a black t-shirt that screamed "don't touch me," even though he was probably just here to ens

  • DADDY'S LITTLE PLAYTHING    CHAPTER 121

    Mark PovChapter 122The flight back to the penthouse felt like a lead weight dragging across the sky. The sheer noise of the Exchange floor was nothing compared to the ringing silence left by Alice’s escape. She had used my moment of victory, the chaos, and my damned guilt to vanish.I sat in the back of the SUV, holding Sage’s hand, the small comfort doing little to ease the cold certainty in my gut. Thorne was broken, facing federal charges, but the real architect of the destruction was free."She won't stop," Sage whispered, her voice tight. She knew Alice better than I did, having faced her calculated poison directly."I know," I said, my jaw clenched. "She got what she wanted—she broke Thorne, she humiliated me, and she exposed the truth about her involvement. Now she’s retreated to consolidate.""She's retreating to plot the final humiliation," Sage corrected. "She didn't just want the company, Mark. She wanted to prove she was better than me, that she still owned you."We got

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