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Leon’s POVI wiped the blood from my nose with the back of my hand. It came away sticky and red, smearing on my skin. My vision stayed blurry. Pain throbbed deep in my face with every heartbeat, sharp and hot, like a nail being hammered straight into the bone.I pushed myself up fast, my legs unsteady under me. I staggered forward, my fists already curled tight, ready to swing at the bastard who had just blindsided me. My shoes scraped loud on the ground. My breath came out in short, angry puffs that burned my throat.Then I heard his voice cut through the dark.“What the hell are you doing, Leon?”That voice hit me like cold water. I knew that deep growl too well. I pulled my punch back at the last second and took a shaky step away. My head spun. Blood still trickled from my nose, warm and salty on my lips.I looked up and saw Julian standing there, tall and stiff in the weak light. His face looked just as hard as stone.“You’re here,” I said, forcing a smirk even though my split lip
Leon’s POVI ran out of the club, panting real hard. The cold night air slapped my sweaty face like a frozen hand. It was pitch dark outside now, thick and heavy. My chest burned with every sharp breath, like fire scraping inside my ribs. Sweat stuck my shirt to my back in cold, and rolled down my spine in freezing lines that made me shiver. I looked left and right, my eyes wide and wild, scanning the shadows everywhere. But I just couldn’t find her.“Which way did this bitch go?” I growled under my breath, cursing. My throat felt raw and dry, like sandpaper rubbing every word. I was already giving up, feeling so damn disappointed that I ran out for nothing, my stomach already twisting with frustration.Just as I turned to go back inside, I spotted her from behind. That long black furry jacket was already far down the street, now quite a distance away. The black fur blended perfectly into the night, swallowing her up like she was part of the darkness. I should have noticed her way so
Leon’s POV“My brother is probably going to host a home party,” Victor said, smirking as he cut lines of white powder on the table. The sharp chemical smell rose up and burned my nose real bad. His hand shook a little as he scraped the blade across the glass. Tiny white dust floated in the air under the red lights.His girls waited on the couch behind him, half-naked and quiet. Their skin looked shiny with sweat and oil. One of them scratched her arm slowly, her eyes half-closed, breath shallow and ragged.We sat in our usual VIP booth at Club Orion. The leather stuck to my back with sweat, cold and clammy. The bass from the main floor thumped through the walls and into my bones. It made my teeth feel loose. I had been hoping Julian would show up by now. But I guess he was way out of our league. He was the richest. He was about to become an Elite of the Syndicate. I scoffed. Pain in my ass. I poured myself another glass of whiskey after drinking a full one in one go. The burn slid do
Julian’s POVI stepped into my room and kicked the door shut. The heavy thud echoed through the walls. I yanked off my shirt and tossed it aside. Sweat still clung to my skin, cool and sticky. I poured myself a glass of whiskey. Took a long sip, letting the burn slid down my throat — hot, sharp, spreading fire through my chest.Bella came in behind me. She hugged me from the back, pressing her heavy tits tight against my back. Her hard nipples poked into my skin like little points of heat. Her hands slid around my waist, fingers tracing my abs.“Who’s that girl?” I asked finally. I couldn’t get her out of my head no matter how hard I tried. Her face. Her wide eyes. The way her lips parted when I kissed her. The soft tremble in her body. “Ava?”I twisted my head. Her name stayed stuck in my mind like a hook. I had fucked many women. Beautiful ones. Expensive ones. But something about Ava felt different. It burned low in my chest. It made my cock twitch even now, half-hard just from the
Ava’s POV“I’m Ava,” I said. My voice came out shaky and small. I felt shy all of a sudden. On stage I had danced without fear, but here, standing in front of these men, my legs felt weak and my palms suddenly turned sweaty.His eyes slammed into mine again. Julian’s eyes. Dark, intense, and heavy. I didn’t know why, but something about the way he looked at me made heat crawl up my neck and my stomach twist into tight knots. I kept telling myself it was nothing. Whatever he was thinking in that drunken head of his, I just needed to keep my distance. That's all.Just as I was warning myself in my head, he tapped the empty spot beside him on the couch. He puffed out a thick cloud of smoke and kept tapping softly, his fingers steady on the leather.“Don’t tell me he wants me to sit by his side!” my mind screamed out.He kept tapping. “Come over,” Bella said when my eyes drifted to her for help.I moved slowly. I had no choice. My heels felt too loud on the floor. “So much for keeping my
Ava's POV —— TWO YEARS AGO ——"I promise.. It's going to be fun," Bella said, trying to ginger me up as she dragged me into Club Orion.This was my very first night in the most luxurious and notorious club in the city. My heart raced with a mix of fear and excitement as we stepped inside. I felt a wild rush of happiness just walking through the doors, all thanks to Bella. I had always admired her. She stayed on her A game, dating a billionaire. Actually fucking one. And now, here I was, about to start my first night as a stripper.Bella pulled me backstage and snapped her fingers right in front of my face."I'm cool," I said, nodding my head fast, even though my stomach twisted into knots."So we are going to dance for the VIPs," Bella said, smiling wide. We both turned to the mirror.Gosh. This was the first time in my entire life I had ever looked so hot. We looked every inch the part. I wore a tiny black lace bralette that barely covered my breasts, the thin fabric teasing my nippl
Julian’s POVI never knock. I never have tried that. Not even once.When we were twenty-one in college, she left the pool-house door unlocked the night Leon passed out drunk at his own birthday party, and I took her body, her everything that she offered without saying a damn word. So why the hel
Julian’s POVThe sixty-sixth floor was really so high that the city looked like someone had scattered diamonds across black velvet and then walked away bored. Nothing down there moved fast enough to matter. Not the traffic, not the people, not even the clouds dragging their shadows over the rive
Julian’s POV“What did you do to her? What the hell did you say to her?”I actually froze at the spot for a second—one foot still on the threshold, my jacket hanging loose off my shoulder, and the city breeze still clinging to my shirt. For a second, I was a fifteen years old boy again, caught sn
Bella’s POVI didn’t give him a second to breathe, let alone answer me. I just crashed my mouth onto his and swallowed every angry and undesired response he was about to spit out from his mouth.It wasn’t a kiss. It was a fight. Our teeth and tongues clashed, and our breath stolen from both our mou







