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Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate Chapter 60
OLEG POVI slid into my usual place at the head of the table and watched Elvis stroll in with that sluggish, half-alive gait that grated on my tolerance even before we came into the dining room. He didn’t so much as glance at the seats near me, “not the second, not the third, not the fourth.”No, he crossed the entire length of the table and went straight for the chair at the far end, planting himself as far from me as he could get.My jaw ticked. I jabbed at the seat beside me. “Get over here.”He pivoted without protest and settled stiffly into the seat beside me, eyes glued on the plates before us, stubbornly refusing to meet mine as they normally did.I tipped my chin at one of my men.“Before or after we eat, we’ll be receiving a visitor. They’ll come in search of our alleged ‘guest’. I cut a glance at Elvis, still sitting exactly as before—"claiming to be detectives searching for what isn’t lost. If they show up with a warrant—which I’m sure they will—let them in. But you tell m
Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate Chapter 59
ELVIS POVThe door slammed behind Oleg, and the room finally loosened what had been strangling me. Only then did I become aware of the tremor running through my body. My knees gave way, and I hit the floor before I even realized I was falling.“Already down?” Oleg drawled. “We haven’t even warmed up. On your feet.”I forced myself upright and shut my eyes tight, trying to block it out, yet the imprint of his hand on my head and the suffocating darkness of life almost squeezed out of me yanked them back open.Walking with him stalking my back, the question settled in my mind. He’d been seconds from letting them open me up. Would he have truly let them?My arms clamped around myself, fingers digging into my skin until pain flared. A sick rush of nostalgia punched through my chest—proof of exactly what I’d always been to everyone: the boy who wasn’t supposed to break… yet always did.I still didn’t know where the scraps of strength to even fight back in that room had come from. One momen
Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate Chapter 58
OLEG POVAfter the scalding spray of the shower stripped the last traces of the past hour from my skin, I slipped on a black singlet and loose black sweats over my steam-clinging body. I didn’t bother with my damp, unruly hair, letting it fall in a wild, careless mess.I moved through a few unfinished affairs that needed to be dealt with, while the other part of me drifted toward the thin curtain separating my room from Elvis’s, straining for the faintest sound from the other side.Eventually, when half the necessary affairs had been resolved, I shoved the rest aside, relenting and letting my internal battle take charge.Drawn by some unseen force, my gaze fell hard on the heavy curtain before finally stepping out of my room. The guards followed, stopping short, leaving me to dominate the space at the entrance of his room.I found him partially dressed, his back to me. I leaned a shoulder against the doorframe, arms folded across my chest, quietly surveying him. He sensed me, “a flick
Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate Chapter 57
OLEG POVMy eyes plunged back down, fastening on the exposed skin. It was torture, considering the silver I could see felt like deliberate teasing. The impulse to yank him awake, to break the spell, grated against a darker, more possessive desire to let the view last. "Who the hell wears a tracksuit to bed?" I grunted.But my body acted against the intended wishes of my head, latching onto the path from his half-visible navel down the faint trail of hair, exploring the contours of his lean abdomen.Every curve and hollow of his narrow waist burned into my memory. "Bozhe moy! Pizdets! Vyk!" The Russian curse tore from my lips before I could stop it. I slammed my uninjured hand against the bandaged one, using the searing pain as a lifeline. I took a deep, ragged gulp of air, the feel of my large hand clamping that same trim waist of his, and the itch under my palm to make it real again overwhelmed me.I retreated a step, wrenching my gaze away. Holding my ground seemed like losing a bat
Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate Chapter 56
OLEG POVThe quantum-locked entryway hissed open, its sensors registering my biometric code. My men offered a brisk, unison nod before resuming their stance. Too consumed by my own storm to look at the one who fell into step, I jerked my chin at his wing, signaling him to check in.He fumbled. “Boss, some of the men reported that—” He faltered mid-sentence as he read the hard line of my face and swallowed whatever came next.Picking up the thread, he pressed on. “Apologies, Boss. Elvis Andreyev remains in his room, and there’s been no trouble from him. The chef’s also finalized preparations for tonight’s event, and everything’s in order.” His voice dropped. “Except… he’s refused all meals since last night.”I paused mid-step. "Reason?""I can’t say, sir. He was always unmoving in the bed whenever we brought his food."I stared down the corridor, jaw working as I processed this information. After a beat, I resumed walking. "Some of the men reported?" I prod, forcing him back on the thr
Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate Chapter 55
OLEG POVThere was no shock in my father’s eyes as he crossed one leg over the other, “a wordless admission” that he’d known all along I’d uncover the truth and had been anticipating this confrontation.“I only stopped that video from spreading because you were in it,” he said evenly. “I couldn’t let my own son be dragged into that circus.”I kept my expression neutral, denying him the satisfaction of any reaction. Of course, he knew—he’s my father. There was never a chance he wouldn’t have recognized me as the one Elvis had leaned toward in that clip. I’d watched it myself; it had always been me, Elvis moved toward with that infuriatingly defiant softness in his eyes. Maybe I would’ve believed my father’s excuse if I didn’t already know him too well.“Oh, right,” I mused. “You’ve always favored Elvis. Even now. And you expect me to believe this was for my own good? How do I even know you weren’t the one who leaked the video yourself—to save him from me? Or perhaps as a favor to your
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