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Chapter 33. The Python’s Ghost
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2026-07-26 14:19:49
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EXCEPTION Chapter 36. A Nightmare in Charcoal Grey
The metallic taste of blood was heavy on my tongue, and my vision swam every time I tried to focus. My jaw throbbed where Blaine’s fist had hit me, and my ribs burned with every breath I forced into my lungs. I was an absolute mess, tied down to that cold iron chair, my skin already turning into deep purple bruises.Yet, the physical pain was not what was tearing me apart. It was the memory of our last conversation at the restaurant. I think it’s time I send you away. He had wanted me gone. He had pushed me away, built his walls higher, and basically told me I did not matter to him.But despite the ice in his eyes, despite the brutal rejection that had broken my heart hours ago... a stubborn, desperate part of me still believed he would come. I was terrified, yes, but beneath the terror was a foolish, burning hope that Courtney would never let another man destroy what belonged in his world.Blaine stepped back into the flickering light, tossing his phone to his man with a cruel smile.
EXCEPTION Chapter 35. The Devil You Know
A throbbing pain hammered against the inside of my skull, waking me up before my eyes could even open. The acrid, sweet taste of the chemical was still thick on my tongue, making my stomach churn violently. I tried to lift my hands to wipe my face, but a sharp, biting resistance pulled me back.I blinked against the harsh, flickering glare of a single bare lightbulb hanging from a concrete ceiling. Reality hit me like ice water. I was strapped tightly to a cold, metallic chair. Thick industrial ropes bit into my wrists behind my back, and my ankles were bound securely to the iron legs. The air was damp, smelling of rust and wet cement—a basement somewhere deep in the city’s underbelly.“Awake at last, my brilliant wife,” a voice echoed from the shadows.A heavy shiver shot straight down my spine. That voice. It was a ghost I had spent months running from, a nightmare I thought I had finally escaped.Blaine stepped out into the light. He looked exactly as he did in my worst memories—im
EXCEPTION Chapter 34. In the Line of Fire
The sentence hung between us like a thick cloud of stagnant smoke, suffocating and heavy. My fork slipped from my numb fingers, clinking weakly against the porcelain plate before rolling onto the white tablecloth. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t even blink. I just stared at the calm, terrifyingly detached man sitting across from me, his face showing absolutely no remorse for the bomb he had just dropped.“Send me away?” I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper, though it carried the weight of a desperate scream. “Just like that? You drag me into your bloody war, you let me see the bodies, you let me feel the heat of your gun, and now that things are getting complicated, you want to throw me out like trash?”Courtney didn’t look up. He reached into the inner pocket of his tailored coat, pulled out a silver cigarette case, and picked one out with agonizing slowness. His movements were calculated, designed to make me feel small. “It was never a game, Adeleine,” he said, his voice dropp
EXCEPTION Chapter 33. The Python’s Ghost
The room was dark, save for the faint glow of moonlight streaming through the gaps in the curtains. I shifted under the covers, my mind still buzzing with the bitter remnants of last night’s conversation. Every word Courtney had thrown at me was fresh, eating away at me through the long hours of the night. The finality in his voice had left a hollow ache in my chest.I blinked, adjusting my eyes to the dim light, and froze.There, sitting on the wooden chair right beside my bed, was Courtney. My eyes widened. His frame was mostly shadowed, but I could make out the heavy outline of his broad shoulders and the sheer weight he seemed to carry even in stillness. My heart skipped a beat as my brain scrambled to make sense of it.How long had he been sitting there in the dark?I sat up slowly, keeping my movements cautious, my gaze locked onto him. “Courtney?” My voice came out cracked and soft, still thick with sleep.He turned his head slightly toward me. In the weak moonlight, his face c
EXCEPTION Chapter 33. Echoes of Yesterday
The room was dark, save for the faint glow of moonlight streaming through the partially closed curtains. I shifted under the covers, my mind buzzing with remnants of last night's conversation with Courtney. Every word he said was still fresh. The way he had pushed me away, his words harsh and final, had been eating away at me all night.I blinked, adjusting my eyes to the dim light, only to freeze. There, sitting in a chair beside my bed, was Courtney. My eyes widened in surprise. His figure was shadowed, but I could see the outline of his broad shoulders and the unmistakable weight he seemed to carry. My heart skipped a beat as my brain scrambled to understand what was happening.How long had he been sitting there?I sat up slowly, my movements cautious, my gaze fixed on him. "Courtney?" My voice came out softer than I intended, still thick with sleep. I hadn't expected him to be here, especially not like this.He turned his head slightly toward me, and in the faint light, I saw his
EXCEPTION Chapter 32. Fragile heart
It's been four hours since Julian sent me back to the Reestone Building. He's outside the door, guarding me for four hours straight. And now I have to stay inside, let the boredom get the better of me until Courtney shows up. I stood before a full-length mirror, taking in the sight of myself. My hair cascaded down in soft waves, and I was in dark pajamas and an oversized shirt. But as I stared, the carefree reflection began to blur, overshadowed by memories that played out like a reel— the scenario earlier. Every threat and sound of gunfire was fresh in my memory as it echoed around in my head like a scream. But what really gets to me are all the memories that don't involve guns or bullets; it wasn't just the violence that haunted me. It was Courtney's strange hold over people at the party as if he were some kind of man who made many contributions. It almost made him seem harmless, almost like a beloved community figure. Charismatic, but only those who dared to cross him knew the dar
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