Masuk“You can play Priest for as long as you like,” he spat, ignoring my protests, “but you will never find salvation.” His words struck like a curse, but that wasn’t the reason my chest heaved, goosebumps littered my skin, and definitely not the reason I felt hot despite the chilling dip from the lake. Ezreal’s eyes widened momentarily, noticing. I winced as his hand shifted, pressing against the stiff betrayal straining against my soaked robes. He stilled for only a second, then a wicked grin overtook his features. “Well, well,” Ezreal drawled, his voice taunting “Look who’s getting excited,” “Stop,” I gasped, squeezing my eyes shut as the humiliation dug deep. “Please….” He leaned forward, his breath hot as his lips ghosted over the shell of my ear. “I will taint you so bad,” he whispered, his hand tightening against my crotch. “So bad you won’t have the courage to stand on the altar you abandoned me for.” ****** At sixteen, Ezreal Vossell took the fall for a murder to protect the only boy he ever loved—Baron Lander, the timid son of the town’s high priest. A known delinquent, the bastard child of the mayor, but the only one who saw him for his true self was Baron. Ezreal made the ultimate sacrifice, and all he wanted in return was Baron’s support. But alas, on the day of the trial, Baron betrayed him, casting him aside to please his father. Ezreal was sentenced to life in prison, his heart shattered beyond repair. Fifteen years later, he was released, but gone was the naive sixteen-year-old. He’s returned as the ruthless leader of a mafia syndicate, and with all the power and wealth at his fingertips, he yearned for one thing alone. Revenge.
Lihat lebih banyakMALRICK’S POVSt. Jude’s Chapel always made me feel… calm.Not because of God or redemption or any of that useless shit people whispered about when they crossed themselves and begged for mercy.No.It was the silence. The way the whole building felt like it was holding its breath. Like the walls knew I didn’t come here to pray. I came here to hunt.The corridors were dim, the last mass ended hours ago—and the only working light came from the stained-glass window in the hallway, bleeding red and gold across the polished floors. It painted my hands crimson as I walked, my boots echoing in slow, steady taps.I had an itch tonight. And I wanted Aiden to scratch it. I slid my tongue over my teeth slowly, remembering the last time I’d seen the boy. Wide eyes. Pretty mouth. Too innocent for this world.Too innocent for me.I hadn’t found anything suspicious about him yet—no strange calls, no secret meetings, no clues that he was working with Ezreal. And that irritated me. Because innocence e
EZREAL’S POVCeleste stared at me quietly—too quietly. Her eyes were still, but the storm behind them was violent… calculated… terrified. Good.Fear made people sloppy. Fear made them talk. And Celeste had just fallen neatly into the trap I set. Her eyes held secrets I wanted to expose. A soft movement pulled my attention upward.Baron stood at the top of the staircase, wearing nothing but my shirt and a pair of pants he must’ve grabbed in a hurry. His hair was messy, his lips still red from me, and his expression was filled with concern, question and confusion.Not now.I gave him a subtle shake of my head. His jaw tensed, but he stayed silent. I turned back to Celeste, whose gaze flicked between us, her eyes narrowing just slightly—as if she was trying to decide which of us was the more dangerous man in the room.“I believe,” I said slowly, deadly calm, “that I asked you a question, Celeste.” I stepped closer. “What did Lucien say?”Her breath hitched—once—before she tried to mask
EZREAL’S POVThe night air blew gently into the room from the open window. Baron lay half-asleep on my chest, breathing slow and heavy, his curls tangled beneath my fingers. My other hand rested lazily on the dip of his waist, the sheet barely covering either of us. The room still smelled like sex—raw, sharp, familiar. It grounded me, soothed the anger that had been brewing under my skin these last few days.Baron shifted, nuzzling closer. I smirked faintly.“Sleep,” I murmured, brushing a thumb over his cheek.He mumbled something incoherent, lips brushing my skin, and I felt my chest warm despite myself. Then—there was a knock on the door. Loud. Urgent. My entire body went rigid. Baron didn’t stir, but that wouldn’t last.I gently lifted his head off my chest and slid out from under him, grabbing my pants from the floor. I yanked them on, moving silently across the room. The knocking came again, harder this time.If they wake him—I opened the door just enough to slip out and then s
CELESTE’S POV“Kaitlyn?” I whispered again, my voice trembling more from adrenaline than fear.“Celeste?” Her voice sharpened instantly. “Where the hell are you? You sound like you’re hiding in a sewer. What's going on?”Close enough.“I need your help,” I repeated, forcing myself to breathe slowly so I wouldn’t hyperventilate in the hidden room.“What happened?”I hesitated.For one second.Then everything came spilling out of me like the confession of a sinner begging absolution.“Lucien killed two of Ezreal’s men,” I whispered. “I was… I was with him when it happened.”The other line went dead silent.“Kaitlyn?”“You were with Lucien?” she hissed. “Have you lost your damn mind?! Ezreal will skin you alive if he finds out—”“Which is why,” I cut in sharply, “I need you to listen. And listen carefully.”I heard her inhale, slow and steady. “Okay. Tell me what you need.”“I need you to pick me up. Right now. No questions.” I swallowed. “And if Ezreal—or Vincent—or anyone asks where I
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