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Reckless!

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-08-05 21:46:08

The interior of the mini-mansion was surprisingly warm and well-lit. The other members who had been trailing behind immediately fanned out, their boots thudding against the polished wood floors as they dropped their gear and began chatting with ease.

I stood in the center of the living room, my eyes sweeping over every dark corner, every blind spot, and every potential entry point. Despite the cozy atmosphere, my instincts screamed that we were exposed.

I turned my head, catching Marco walking
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  • 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    Reckless!

    The interior of the mini-mansion was surprisingly warm and well-lit. The other members who had been trailing behind immediately fanned out, their boots thudding against the polished wood floors as they dropped their gear and began chatting with ease.I stood in the center of the living room, my eyes sweeping over every dark corner, every blind spot, and every potential entry point. Despite the cozy atmosphere, my instincts screamed that we were exposed.I turned my head, catching Marco walking by. "Marco," I called out in a low, authoritative murmur. "Don't let them get too comfortable. Keep guards posted at the front gate and the back alley. I want a rotating watch all night."Marco gave a curt nod, his face tightening. "Already on it. I'll get the boys organized." He turned and walked off toward the kitchen.A few feet away, Lorenzo was leaning casually against the wall, a smartphone pressed to his ear. He was chuckling softly, his eyes crinkling at the corners as someone ranted on

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Lorenzo!

    My thumb swiped across the screen, accepting the call before it could ring a second time."What kind of game are you playing, you reckless little brat?" I barked into the speaker, the frustration that had been building in my chest finally boiling over. "Do you have any idea how much chaos you've caused by sneaking back into the country?"On the other end of the line, Lorenzo didn't sound even remotely intimidated. Instead, a bright, carefree laugh echoed through the earpiece. "Good to hear your voice too, big bro! You always were a worrier.” I could sense that annoyingly cheerful edge in his voice.“Do you think this is a joke?” I spat.“Look, stop shouting for a second…I'm sending you my exact location right now. Come meet me, and we'll catch up."Before I could fire off another warning, the line clicked dead. A second later, a digital pin dropped straight into my messaging app.I let out a harsh, bitter snort, shaking my head as I tossed the phone onto the console. "Kids these days.

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Scared!

    ~ Dante's POV ~My black car ate up the miles of dark asphalt, its headlights cutting paths through the fog-choked night. I sat in the passenger seat, with my arms crossed over my chest, staring out into the pitch-black wilderness, though I wasn't really seeing anything. I felt…uneasy. This prickly feeling started as soon as I pulled out of the mansion gates. It was that old instinct, the mental alarm bells that had kept me alive through decades of blood, turf wars, and betrayal.“Something was wrong.” I muttered as I tightened my fist. I let out a slow breath, my shoulders dropping as I pinched the bridge of my nose. From behind the steering wheel, Marco gave a sidelong glance at me before focusing back on the road. He shifted gears, the clicking sound unnaturally loud in the quiet cabin. "You've been sighing for the past twenty miles, boss. If this is about Lorenzo, relax.” He offered. “The kid is probably just blowing off steam and doesn't want to come home yet. He’s not worth a

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Password!

    Finally feeling the warmth of Steph's embrace, replaced the exhausting reality I had been feeling. She pulled back slightly, her hands still resting on my forearms, and launched into a breathless, excited recap of everything I had missed out on in her life."You won't believe it, Uncle William," she chattered, her eyes bright with a joy that made my chest ache with guilt. "I got an A on my midterm history paper! And Mrs Gina said my presentation on local civic policy was the best in the class!”“Oh really?” I raised a brow.“Really!” She nodded. “I wanted to call you, but aunt Emily said you were super busy with your new job out of town, and that I had to focus on my studies,” she sulked. “But I practiced every single day just like you told me to!" Her eyes brightened again as she looked up at me. "An A, huh?" I managed a small, genuine smile, gently brushing a lock of brown hair away from her forehead. "Look at you. You're turning into the smartest girl in the city my dearest,” I pi

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Reunion!

    "Alright," I said quietly, rubbing the back of my neck. "As long as it's safe.""Driver, turn the vehicle around," Emily instructed crisply. "Take the outer ring road to my new address."The van reversed, navigated a tight side street, and began the long drive toward the opposite side of town. Twenty minutes later, the vehicle slowed to a smooth stop outside a sleek residential complex. The driver hopped out, grabbed my small overnight bag from the trunk, and handed it to me through the sliding door."I'll be back at seven sharp tomorrow morning to pick you up," the driver said, nodding before heading back to the driver's seat and pulling away into the night.I stood on the pavement, staring up at the building, and immediately frowned. Emily’s old apartment had been a cramped, peeling-paint box above a noisy Laundromat….the kind of place regular police salaries could barely afford after bills and groceries. But this? This was a high-end luxury complex with manicured lawns, floor-to-ce

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Stay with me!

    Liam was finally all better and could be discharged. Marco had handled the discharge with his usual efficiency. He didn’t say much as he stood by the hospital bed, watching me carefully fold Liam’s few belongings into a duffel bag."I can do that, Dante," Liam had muttered, his voice stronger now b

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Mood lifter

    It had been more than a week that I've been awake in this hospital and the mind numbing beep-beep-beep sound of the heart monitor was driving me partially insane. The smell of antiseptic was making me nauseous too and it was fucking hard to even move my body.But through every single second of it,

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Make a choice!

    I stared at Marco, the silence between us heavy enough to crush diamond into powder. But I didn't explode. I didn't even growl. I just sat there, feeling the cold weight of his words sink in."My fault?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper, devoid of its usual predatory edge. "How is it my fault tha

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Your fault!

    The minutes I had to wait patiently had bled into hours, and the hours had become a slow, agonizing torture that was eating at my insides. I sat in a secluded corner of the waiting wing, my bulk form hunched over, elbows resting on my knees and hands clasped so tightly my knuckles were white as sno

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