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Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary Tell me the truth!
Laurent flinched, his manicured fingers tightening on the leather steering wheel until his knuckles turned white. “Are you going to pick up?” I asked.He glanced at the glowing screen, then shot me a wide-eyed, panicked look."Don't fucking breathe," he hissed under his breath. I turned towards Steph sitting at the back of the car and gestured for her to hush it too and she looked so confused but immediately covered her mouth with her palms. Laurent pressed the steering wheel control to accept the call, instantly switching his tone into a smooth, buttery purr. "Hey, baby. Good morning! I was just thinking about you." He was smiling all sweetly now. Marco’s deep, rumbling voice filled the cabin. "Hey, munchkin. I just wanted to check in and hear your voice before the morning shift starts. Are you okay?""I'm wonderful, baby," Laurent said effortlessly, his voice dripping with easy affection while his free hand gripped the gear shift so hard it trembled. "Just getting my day started
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary My savior!
"Hello?"Laurent’s tone was filled with immediate confusion, clipped and guarded. A second later, realization seemed to dawn on him as he recognized my voice. "Liam? Is that you?” He asked. “Why are you calling me at... what time is it even?" A heavy sigh crackled through the speaker. "You're calling me at dawn, completely disrupting my beauty sleep.” He murmured. “This better be good.""I need your help, Laurent," I blurted out, my voice tight and strained, cutting straight through his complaints.On the other end, the casual annoyance vanished instantly and the background noise of rustling bedsheets stopped. Laurent’s voice dropped into a sharp, serious register. "Help? What kind of help? What happened?""I need you to promise me something first," I said, my knuckles turning white as I gripped the plastic handle of the landline. "You have to swear right now that you will not tell Dante.” I paused. “And you won't tell Marco either."A sharp intake of breath hissed through the earpie
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary My body remembers!
The yellow taxi rattled down the deserted highway, its tires hissing against the damp asphalt as the first faint streaks of pale gray light began to bleed through the heavy clouds on the horizon. In the back seat, Steph was curled up tightly, her head resting heavily on my lap, but my emotions were all over the place.I looked down at her peaceful face, a lump forming in my throat. I stroked her tangled dark hair back from her forehead, my thumb tracing the gentle curve of her cheek. My mind was completely blank. Panic and exhaustion buzzed behind my eyes in equal measure. “Where were we supposed to go?” I thought. Our apartment was obviously compromised, the precinct was a den of murderers, and Dante’s mansion was a fortress I had just betrayed and fled from. I couldn't possibly go back.There was nowhere I could possibly go at this point. Knowing we needed shelter before the sun came up and the city fully woke, I tapped on the glass partition, instructing the driver to pull ove
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary Justice? it's a scam!
My fingers were trembling so violently I could barely keep them on the keyboard. With a dry, painful swallow, I navigated the file directory, clicking on the sort-by-date icon. “This better not be what I'm thinking.” I swallowed hard. Then I typed in the exact date of my sister's murder, holding my breath as the screen refreshed.A single file blinked into view at the top of the list with the title, -Grim Evening-A cold sweat broke out across my back, as my stomach was churning with terror. I didn't want to click it. Every instinct in my body screamed at me to close the tab, to run away, and pretend I had never seen any of it. But I wanted the truth. The real truth. With a shaking hand, I clicked the file and hit play.The low-resolution surveillance footage loaded, casting a pale light over my face. It was that dark, rain-slicked alleyway I remembered perfectly. On the screen, my sister was cowering on the wet concrete, her small frame shivering as she clutched a greasy paper
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary The real truth!
~ William's POV ~The screen flickered softly, the green progress bar lingering for a second before the hidden folder fully expanded across the screen of my phone. I sat frozen in the chair, still can't believe that Dante actually used my name.“What the hell was he thinking?” A cold shiver crawled down my spine. Why would he use my name? Had he known from the very beginning who I was, or had he grown so attached, so recklessly consumed by me, that my fake identity had become his undoing? “It doesn't matter.” I shook my head. I didn't have time to process the terrifying weight of that realization and what this all meant.My fingers trembled as I clicked into the main directory, I didn't know why I was trembling so much, but I felt so uneasy. The folder was massive, filled with rows and rows of digital data, meticulously organized, dated, and titled down to the exact second.Curiosity overrode my panic and my hand moved to the very first file at the top of the list, dated not too
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary Betrayal?
"Alright, alright, lesson learned," Lorenzo said, flashing a bright smile as he changed the subject. "Anyways…. I actually cooked dinner for everyone. The food's ready, so tell your grumpy guards to come and eat before it gets cold."Marco, who had walked back into the living room just in time to hear the tail end of the exchange, grinned broadly. "Well, Lorenzo is a notoriously good cook when he's not busy being an idiot. I trust it's a delicacy."“I actually improved.” Lorenzo winked as he shuffled past me in hurried steps and dragged Marco to the kitchen. “Let's go before Dante kills me with his glares.” He pouted and they continued chatting as they went into the kitchen.I sighed, rubbing my temples again. “These brats!” I hissed. Dinner was loud and chaotic that it grated on my already frayed nerves, but eventually, the house settled into a silence after everyone had calmed down.By midnight, I went to the guest bedroom assigned to me. I stripped off my shirt and collapsed onto
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary Guilty!
Eve rolled her eyes in annoyance, then she reached down, her grip firm and surprisingly gentle as she hauled me to my feet. "Stop groveling, Zayn. It’s pathetic to see,” she scoffed. “Your wrist is turning a nasty shade of purple, and you’re clearly not dancing another set tonight so go home.”“Ev
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary Disappointed
My breath hitched in my throat as Dante’s hazel eyes pinned me to the spot. Wait? Did he just call me fragile? That sounded like both an insult and a challenge all at once. Before I could respond, a muscular man from behind him cleared his throat. "Boss, we have somewhere to be," he said, his voi
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary Encounter
There was a knock on the door and Emily walked in. “Sir,” she said with a formal tone. Chief nodded before looking at me again. “Agent Emily here is going to be working with you on the case.” I frowned. “I tend to work alone sir. Besides, I don't think it's wise to send two agents on the field.
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary Mission
~ William’s POV ~ My eyes snapped open as cold sweat plastered my shirt to my chest. The loud ringing of my alarm clock was the only thing that had managed to drag me out of the suffocating darkness of my nightmare. I scrambled out of bed as the images from the dream replayed in my mind. The screa
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