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Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate Chapter 66
ELVIS POVThree hours later—Thirty of those minutes were wasted in my room, sitting on the edge of my bed, staring at nothing… pretending I was eating a meal that was already rotting in the trash.Pathetic.After that, I went to Luca’s room.Now we were plopped down on the plush foam mat, in our tenth round of some fighting game he’d forced me into—seriously, why hadn’t I joined sooner?My fingers danced like lightning. The controller felt like it had grown onto my hands. I barely nudged the sticks, and my character dodged, struck, and countered like a pro, not once blinking.I didn’t breathe properly either.Another tap—perfect counter.Victory.Again.“Hehe!” I cheered, kicking my hand into the air and dancing, my waist twisting with the motion.Luca dropped his controller.“What? Since when did you get so—so good at games? You hardly play. You don’t even like playing with me. I always beat you!”I ignored him.“What’s the name of this one again?” I asked casually, pointing at the
Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate Chapter 65
ELVIS POV“At Age Eleven”After my father found Oleg and me wrapped up in something only close people do, he never made it clear whether he approved or disapproved of whatever it was between us.Even as his strikes rained down twice as hard for my fight performance, I couldn’t be certain. All I knew was that the force behind them had nothing to do with how I’d fought underground.As he struck me again and again—lashes and fists tearing at my skin, hitting the same half-dried wounds—painting my body with blood and swelling bruises, it settled heavy into my bones: being his son was the problem, a debt I could never repay.The same cold look, disappointment laced with a cruel longing, that had appeared in his eyes at the lair—the look that seemed to say Oleg should have been in my place—now seared into me completely.Could I even be sure? Perhaps this was just his way of showing me what being my father’s son meant. Even so, if I wanted to survive or make sense of any of it, the only cho
Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate Chapter 64
ELVIS POV“Help? The word sounds so foreign on my tongue. I—I can’t.”My skin prickled, every hair standing on end. My mind flashed to the casual way he had ended lives before, and my insides knotted tight.He knew what my condition had been last time… and still expected me to relive it again.And this time, the action would be mine.“You can’t?” Oleg repeated, his tone completely detached. He didn’t even blink. " Vyx, this isn't your first waltz with death. “You took my brother apart like a professional. Surely you remember. So don’t tell me this is a problem.”“Oleg.... please....” The air rushed out of my heaving chest as I hyperventilated through the denial. “I... really...... can't...... do.... that.”“Oh yes, you can. You simply have to follow my instructions.” He frowned. “First, the gun.”It was like frostbite had crept into my bones. Slowly, my gaze swept over the trembling men bound before me. Fathers. Husbands. Just like the women who went home to someone.”“Mmm… pity, is i
Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate Chapter 63
ELVIS POV“What? Disappointed?” he gravelled.Oleg pivoted toward me, his expression lighting up with a terrifying, childlike glee, as if he were on the verge of unwrapping a Christmas gift.I couldn’t answer. I just stared.My lungs refused to fill properly, each breath scraping in shallow, fractured pulls, as though my bones might splinter beneath the pressure.When he’d said I had bills to pay, my mind had circled and stalled through every gruesome possibility, petrified of landing on what my brain kept insisting it was.I hadn’t wanted to believe it would come to this.And yet… Oleg was not a man who misspoke. He was the last man who would ever misunderstand his own words.I didn’t know how to process being taken by a man who loathed the very ground I walked on.Here, in this godforsaken place I didn’t recognize, a location I had never, even in my darkest dreams, imagined I’d end up — it wasn’t how I wanted him to have me, not after all the secret, foolish dreams of us I had held
Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate Chapter 62
LOSIF POVIt took hours of exhausting arguing before we finally agreed on my idea. At the same time, Pavel quietly mapped out the plan, orchestrating every detail like a strategist moving pieces across a board.We were now inside Oleg Petrov’s perimeter.One by one, we climbed out of the cars, hidden beneath our disguises. That alone should have shaken me to my core, given the expectation of being watched, but instead, there was barely any attention, apart from the usual deference owed to the wealthy. Beyond the first checkpoint, slipping inside had been almost laughably easy. I muttered curses under my breath at the blatant pointlessness of this plan I’d dreamed up, especially as I wrestled with the absurd, ankle-length grey bisht, which seemed determined to trip me at every step, as if deciding whether today would be the day I face-planted.Worst of all, my shoulder-length shemagh scarf swallowed half my face in the name of secrecy, trapping heat and turning every breath into a stru
Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate Chapter 61
LOSIF POVPavel remained stationed in front of me, the binoculars never leaving his face, his actions caught in a looping rhythm as he lifted, refocused, and sighed over and over, his knuckles paling with each adjustment as he scanned the private grounds from afar, as if sheer persistence could force Elvis to appear. I mirrored his movements every time he shifted, the sun scorching my skin.At last, his broad shoulders sagged in defeat. With a frustrated exhale, he lowered the binoculars and stalked toward the line of cars parked along the hill overlooking the Petrov estate.“What do you have?” he ordered at the guards hunched over the map spread across the car trunk.One of them shook his head. “Only the outer perimeter, sir. The maps are useless. They show just the outer walls and the surrounding paths are… complicated.”“We’re not getting anywhere if the plan is waiting for Elvis to stroll out and wave,” Anton snarled. He slid his phone aside, and I saw Luca’s name disappear from th
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