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Friend or foe?
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2026-09-09 07:04:31
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Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary Friend or foe?
"What the hell are you playing at now, Enzo?!" Laurent snapped, his voice shrill with mounting panic.Lorenzo’s eyes sharpened into two deadly points. He didn't even look at Laurent, his gaze drifted past us, locking directly onto Victor, who was slowly inching backward into the shadows."I can't let you get on that cargo ship," Lorenzo said, his voice terrifyingly calm."Why?" Laurent demanded, taking a step toward him. "Are you going to snitch on us? Are you going to call Dante?"Lorenzo shook his head softly, a faint, amused hum leaving his nose. "No. I'm stopping you because that cargo ship is currently crawling with armed federal officers. They're waiting at the secondary hatch to arrest the cop the moment he steps on board."Lorenzo slowly tilted his head, pointing a slender finger toward Victor. "Because your trusted contact over there sold your coordinates to the police chief half an hour ago."Laurent and I both froze, our eyes blowing wide in shock. My stomach dropped. Victo
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary Little brat!
The name Giordano echoed like a death sentence as my heart plunged straight into my stomach, a sharp spike of terror paralyzing my limbs. My mind instantly conjured images of Dante standing in the fog with his gun drawn, dark eyes burning with rage and betrayal.“Shit!” I hissed as I whipped around instantly, instinctively pulling Steph behind my back, my fingers digging into the grip of my gun.But the man standing under the yellow lamppost was not who I expected.It wasn't Dante. It wasn't Rocco either.I blinked, staring at the figure stepping out from between the towering steel shipping containers. He was clearly a Giordano…he carried that unmistakable, effortless grace and striking face but he looked significantly younger. They all had the same eyes and it was really pretty. He wore a faded black oversize hoodie, baggy dark jeans, and beat-up sneakers. His dark blonde hair was pulled back into a messy bun, with loose strands framing his jawline. A remarkably calm smile rested o
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary Free?
~ William's POV ~The morning air felt bitterly cold against my skin, carrying the sharp scent of damp earth and impending rain. It was finally the day. Today was the day we were supposed to get the passports, board the cargo ship, and leave this city and its bloody ghosts behind.I pushed the laundry room door open quietly, stepping into the small bedroom where Steph was fast asleep. I reached down, gently shaking her small shoulder."Steph," I whispered softly, bending down beside her bed. "Hey, sweetie, wake up. It's time."Steph rubbed her sleepy eyes with her tiny fists, yawning softly as she sat up. "Huh...? Is it time for the big boat?""Yes, princess, it's time," I said, reaching over to quickly pull her thick jacket over her arms and zip it up to her neck. "We have to hurry, okay? Wash your face real quick, put on your boots, and get your backpack. We need to leave before the sun comes up.""Okay, uncle," she mumbled, scrambling out of bed and slipping into her sneakers as fa
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary Someone close!
~ Dante's POV ~The heavy bass in Elysium thumped through the floorboards, vibrating right up through the soles of my boots, but I barely registered the music. The flashing neon lights of the VIP lounge blurred into a messy streak of purples and reds.But I was completely, miserably drunk.I sat slumped in the deep leather booth, two empty bottles of bourbon resting between my thighs as I reached for a crystal glass on the table. My head throbbed, my veins burning with alcohol, but no matter how much liquid poison I poured down my throat, the sharp, suffocating ache in my chest refused to fade.Before my fingers could wrap around the glass, a sharp hand snapped out and swiped it off the table.I lifted my heavy eyelids, glaring upward through a haze of smoke and liquor.Eve was standing over me, a thin cigar clamped tightly between her ruby-red lips. She took a slow drag, blowing a thick cloud of white smoke toward the ceiling, looking at me with irritation written all over her sharp
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary Escaping!
I carried Steph down the stairs, my legs still trembling slightly from the adrenaline that had just coursed through my body. The moment my feet touched the ground floor, I set Steph down on her feet.Laurent was still slumped against the front door, his forehead resting against his knees as his chest heaved up and down."God... that was way too close," I breathed out, running a hand through my hair as I walked over to him. "Laurent... are you okay?"Laurent let out a ragged, shaky exhale, pulling his head up and resting it back against the door. His skin was slick with sweat, his eyes wide and completely blown out."I am so stupid, Liam!" Laurent groaned, slapping his own forehead with his hand. "I was so focused on throwing the food into the sink that I completely forgot about the three glasses on the table! I almost got us all killed!""Hey, don't say that," I said quickly, crouching down beside him and placing a hand on his shoulder. "You saved us. If you hadn't distracted Marco wh
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary Close call!
He stepped past the dining area and walked into the living room, his heavy boots echoing off the hardwood floor, his eyes scanning the whole space. Laurent trailed frantically behind him like a nervous moth.“Hey babe, why are you suddenly looking around?” Laurent tried to act annoyed but Marco wasn't responding and honestly, I was about to piss my pants. If he finds me, I'm dead. Marco stopped right in front of the television. The screen was playing a bright, colorful animated show, full of high-pitched squeaks and bouncy music.Marco slowly turned his head, staring at Laurent. "Why are you watching a children's cartoon, Laurent? You hate animated shows."“Fuck,” I cursed silently in my head, pressing my hand against my mouth."I…I don't hate them!" Laurent blurted out, waving his hand dismissively while sweating bullets. "I was just... scrolling through the channels! I left it on while I was preparing food! You know how background noise helps when you're alone in a big apartment!"
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary Solution
"I don't know," I admitted in all honesty. "I honestly don't understand my own feelings, Antonio." The frustration in my voice was clear. Antonio stared at me like I'd just confessed to the most impossible thing. His jaw dropped slightly as he shook his head in utter disbelief. “I can't believe th
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary Love???
~ Dante's POV ~I watched Liam fall asleep slowly, the rise and fall of his chest moving slow and steady beneath the covers. He had finally drifted off minutes after I finished cleaning him. I stood up, moving silently to the shelf to grab a small jar of soothing ointment. The skin on his back, whe
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary Have left
“And why would we give this to the police?”I laughed dryly, trying to mask the slip up. "The police? Of course not! I just misspoke."Rocco gave me a long, hard stare, his eyes assessing me up and down. “That was a really dumb thing to say considering how useless the police are anyway.” He rolled
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary Burnt feather
"Touch yourself," his voice was rough. “I want to watch you pleasure yourself.’This ultimate dick head! Seriously? He's a complete maniac. He looked at me with those eyes that made me so damn conscious. But I was leaking and aching so damn much at this point. I clenched my jaw so tight I thought
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