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Chapter 38

ผู้เขียน: Bee Brown
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ELVIS POV

He spoke like he wasn’t human. And maybe that wasn’t far from the truth. The way Oleg acted... detached, like a psychopath pretending to be a boy.

Normally, it was outright disrespectful for them to speak to us like that, especially here, in the Bratva's lair. Given our bloodline, they should’ve been kissing the ground we walked on. But most of them were assholes, especially when it came to young heirs, crawling all over this place like snakes. That’s how the game worked: break you down, size you up to test your place, see if you’d flinch. All bark, though. They wouldn’t dare cross the line, not with the rules in place. Not unless they had a death wish.

Very few of them had even tried with me, but honestly, I was more afraid of my father than any of those snakes. There was one thing my father hated above all—weakness. And I still had it. I probably would’ve broken if they had kept coming at me.

Oleg was new,” fresh blood”, clueless about the politics. I'm sure that’s exactly
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  • Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate   Chapter 38

    ELVIS POVHe spoke like he wasn’t human. And maybe that wasn’t far from the truth. The way Oleg acted... detached, like a psychopath pretending to be a boy.Normally, it was outright disrespectful for them to speak to us like that, especially here, in the Bratva's lair. Given our bloodline, they should’ve been kissing the ground we walked on. But most of them were assholes, especially when it came to young heirs, crawling all over this place like snakes. That’s how the game worked: break you down, size you up to test your place, see if you’d flinch. All bark, though. They wouldn’t dare cross the line, not with the rules in place. Not unless they had a death wish.Very few of them had even tried with me, but honestly, I was more afraid of my father than any of those snakes. There was one thing my father hated above all—weakness. And I still had it. I probably would’ve broken if they had kept coming at me.Oleg was new,” fresh blood”, clueless about the politics. I'm sure that’s exactly

  • Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate   Chapter 37

    ELVIS POVAnd only friends help each other,” Oleg muttered with a mocking pout, almost playfully as if this wasn’t me hanging between life and death. He reached down and brushed the soaked strands of hair from my eyes, like I was some helpless doll. I flinched at his touch.“You fucker,” I spat. “Don’t lay your hand on me again,” I yelled, my voice shaking. “You touch me again and—”“And what?” He jumped in, sounding bored.“You’re still threatening me?” Disbelief was clear in his tone. “In a matter of minutes, Elvis, it won’t matter. Hands will be all over you… in a body bag.” He dragged a thumb slowly across his throat. “And of course, it doesn’t end there.”I glanced down at the pit again, my heart slamming hard. It wasn’t just the depth. it was the shadows of the unknown.“What are you staring at?” he taunted. “There’s no ladder down there, you know. Just darkness. Maybe some hungry little beasts waiting for you to drop in.”My grip faltered as his words hit me. My fingers burned,

  • Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate   Chapter 36

    ELVIS POV I glanced at my watch more times than I could count. Thirty minutes into the hunt, and almost everyone had already bagged something , all ahead of me now. Everyone... except Oleg. I still had nothing. Not a single catch. Just me, a walking disaster. My hands shook, and my legs felt like I was dragging chains. Every breath came shallow and ragged, like I’d swallowed ice. I was sweating so much my fabric stuck to me, ridiculous, considering the forest breeze was cold enough to make my teeth chatter.And Oleg? I had no idea what game he was playing. After watching him cleanly take down that coyote with no wasted motion, he should’ve been leading the pack. So why wasn’t he?The sounds of the forest, chirping birds, rustling leaves, wind whispering through branches had turned from clues into torture. It was like the whole wilderness was laughing at me.I wiped the sweat off my brow and muttered a curse under my breath. Every little noise sparked hope, only to reveal empty bush

  • Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate   Chapter 35

    ELVIS POV And yet, after everything that had gone down over the past week, there he was, wading into my space like he owned every molecule of air between us. Arrogance clung to him like a second skin, shattering what little focus I had left, treating this like some petty playground scuffle instead of the high-stakes hunt it really was. It was like he wore two faces. Yesterday, I was invisible to him. Today, he acted like none of it had ever happened. But I remembered. And it still burned. I couldn’t care less what the world saw in him. I’d made it my mission to keep him from getting under my skin again. If he wanted to keep playing his cheesy little game, fine. It was me against him now. My fingers coiled instinctively around the grip of my pistol, the urge to raise it and let the bullet fly settling hard in my chest. Not at the animals we were supposed to be hunting, but at him. A perfect shot through that smug expression would guarantee my victory, wouldn’t it? I wanted to

  • Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate   Chapter 34

    ELVIS POVFlashback: Seven Years BeforeMy knees hit the damp earth with a quiet thud, the cold seeping through my pants. Sharp twigs scratched at my sleeves like claws, snagging my fabric and skin. I nearly winced, but I couldn’t afford to make a sound. Thankfully, the forest wasn’t silent. It breathed and shifted, cloaking me in its wild rhythm, birds muttering to each other above, a stream whispering in the distance, leaves rustling like secrets in the wind.My chest rose and fell, not from exhaustion but from the pressure of my thoughts:"Your first clean shot defines who you are."My father's words before the hunt still stuck in my head, refusing to let go." As I steadied the rifle in my grip. not a real gun, but one rigged to fire arrows. It looked lethal enough. They’d handed it to us just before the game began. My father was watching. They were all watching, but not through cameras or drones. Somewhere, our trackers were lighting up on a screen, every movement logged and analyz

  • Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate   Chapter 33

    ELVIS POVI didn’t even turn around. What the hell is she talking about? I thought, slamming the door hard enough to rattle the frame, and stormed away from the car, the gravel crunching beneath my boots.But she chased after me, her footsteps frantic behind mine.I silently thanked Losif for parking in a spot tucked far enough away not to draw attention."You have no idea what it’s like," she shouted after me, her voice stretched between anger and heartbreak. "To sit in silence, choking on the truth I should’ve screamed because you made me swear to keep it buried, she gasped, then pushed on, "while you just turn your back and leave me with it. Alone. Watching everything fall apart around us...Her words slammed into my back, freezing me mid-step.I turned and walked back to her. Now, face-to-face under the dying light, I narrowed my eyes."What did you just say?" I demanded."Yeah, I watched everyone around me go from bad to worse..." she lamented."No." I interrupted, shaking my hea

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