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I cannot get close to her!

Auteur: Mystique
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Michelle's POV

The house was everything it should have been for a party like this, full of light that bounced off the crystal chandeliers, full of music that flowed through the walls like liquid energy, full of laughter and clinking glasses, the kind of celebration that makes everyone feel safe, confident, and completely unaware that danger could be anywhere, even in a house as carefully guarded as this one. As I walked through the front doors, my smile was carefully placed on my face, smooth and natural, the kind of smile that made people believe I belonged here, that made them think I was simply a friend, a guest, someone harmless who had nothing more than polite intentions, and all the while, every instinct in my body was focused on the one thing that mattered: getting close to Madeline and the children, finding a way in, and preparing for Marco to make his move, because this night was meant to be the beginning of everything falling into place exactly as we had planned.

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  • Game over.    I cannot get close to her!

    Michelle's POVThe house was everything it should have been for a party like this, full of light that bounced off the crystal chandeliers, full of music that flowed through the walls like liquid energy, full of laughter and clinking glasses, the kind of celebration that makes everyone feel safe, confident, and completely unaware that danger could be anywhere, even in a house as carefully guarded as this one. As I walked through the front doors, my smile was carefully placed on my face, smooth and natural, the kind of smile that made people believe I belonged here, that made them think I was simply a friend, a guest, someone harmless who had nothing more than polite intentions, and all the while, every instinct in my body was focused on the one thing that mattered: getting close to Madeline and the children, finding a way in, and preparing for Marco to make his move, because this night was meant to be the beginning of everything falling into place exactly as we had planned.I adjusted

  • Game over.    Someone betrayed me.

    Marco’s POV“Our men did not reach the house,” Michelle texts me.I read the message slowly while I sit in the back room of a small bar on the edge of the city, a place most people never look at twice, where the walls are stained with old smoke and spilled alcohol, and the noise from the bar outside is loud enough to swallow any conversation that happens in here. This is exactly why I chose this place, because Logan would never expect me to hide somewhere so ordinary, so dirty, surrounded by drunk men and loud music, instead of a clean hotel room or a guarded house where someone like me is supposed to be.The light above me flickers as I lower my phone, and although I already knew this outcome, seeing it written so plainly makes something cold and sharp settle deeper into my chest. Michelle is at the party right now, walking through Logan’s house like she belongs there, smiling at guests, pretending she is nothing more than an old friend invited out of kindness, while my men are gone,

  • Game over.    The ambush.

    Tony's POVI have been in this life long enough to know that the quiet moments are the most dangerous ones. When everything looks calm, that is usually when something goes wrong. Tonight, everything feels too quiet, and that makes me alert. Logan trusted me with this job, and I will not fail him. Not tonight. Not when his family is at risk.We arrive at the industrial site early, just as planned. The place is empty, exactly how Logan wanted it. No workers, no trucks moving around, no noise except the wind and the distant sound of traffic far away. The buildings stand dark and silent, like they are watching us. My men take their positions without a word. Everyone knows what to do. We have gone over this plan more than once.I watch the road closely. Marco’s men think they are smart. They think using one of our suppliers’ vans will give them easy access. They think they will drive right onto Logan’s property without anyone stopping them. That alone tells me how much they underestimate u

  • Game over.    Telling Maddie everything we know.

    Logan’s POV“I didn’t want you to worry, honey,” I say softly. “I didn’t want you to think that you and the children would be in danger and not enjoy your party. I love you. I was trying to protect you from everything and everyone, but I was wrong to keep you in the dark. There is a trap for them, and I will tell you everything we are planning.”Madeline looks at me with those sharp eyes of hers, the same eyes that miss nothing. She has always been strong, even when she is scared, and right now I can see both in her face.“So tell me what they are planning,” she says. “I want to know what is going to happen, and I want to know if they are going to come onto our property and if my children will be in danger.”I take a deep breath. There is no point in hiding anything now. She deserves to know everything.“They are planning to use one of our suppliers’ vans to get onto the property,” I say. “They think they can blend in and pass through the gates without raising suspicion. But we are no

  • Game over.    We need to have a talk.

    Madeline's POVI walk straight to Logan’s office. I do not hesitate. I do not stop to think. I need to talk to him now. I need answers. I need to know what the hell is going on in my own house. There is too much security around the estate, too many men, too many weapons, and too many locked doors. This is supposed to be my birthday, not a war zone. Logan has been keeping me busy with party arrangements, guest lists, flowers, and food, but I know him too well. He does this when he wants to distract me. And I do not like it.Is he expecting Marco to attack during my birthday party? The thought makes my chest tighten. I feel it deep inside my gut, the same feeling I always get when something bad is coming. I need to know what Logan and his men are planning, and I need to know what Marco is planning too. If my children, Connor and Carmen, are in danger, then I want to know every detail. I will not allow anybody to hurt them. People may think that I am weak because I smile and play the rol

  • Game over.    What is going on?

    Madeline's POVI know Logan is hiding something from me. I have known it for a while now. At first, it was only a feeling, a quiet unease that settled in my chest whenever he avoided my eyes or cut conversations short. Now it feels heavier, more real, like a storm waiting to break. I do not know exactly what he is hiding from me, but I know one thing for certain: whatever it is, it puts our children and me in danger. And that is something I cannot ignore.I do not like my children being in trouble. No mother does. The thought of them being afraid, confused, or hurt makes my stomach twist into painful knots. I do not want them to be kidnapped. I do not even want to allow my mind to think about them being killed, but the thought keeps forcing its way in, uninvited and cruel. I have learned that pretending danger does not exist does not make it go away. If anything, it makes it stronger.I know Marco is in town. I felt it before anyone even confirmed it. There is a shift in the air when

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