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CHAPTER 34

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The door slammed against the wall with enough force to rattle the whiskey glasses on the mahogany desk. Lennox stood in the doorway of his office, chest heaving, jaw clenched so tight the muscle in his cheek twitched. His hands curled into fists at his sides. The vein at his temple throbbed visibly beneath the skin.

They were toying him.

The rage came back in a wave, hot and suffocating.

He wanted to destroy something. He wanted to put his fist through the wall, break every piece of glass in th
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    ZEUS.“I'm giving you a chance to leave. I won't offer it twice.”The words scrape out of my throat, low and rough, while my fingers stay locked around the gun’s grip. I stood up from the bed and lazily walked near the entrance. “And if you wake this kid up, I'll kill every single one of you.”The three new men who entered the room froze, eyes darting to the floor, then back to me — just half a second of doubt.Then the gunshot cracks through the hospital room, the sound bouncing off the walls until they press in closer. His knees buckle first, then his whole body hits the tile with a wet thud, arms splayed out, blood pooling under his head. Just like the others before him.The echo dies down.A sharp gasp cuts the air behind me.I spin around.Aofie’s eyes are open, staring right at the body on the floor. His small chest heaves under the hospital blanket, fingers twisting the sheets. His face twists — eyes too wide, mouth hanging open, body jerking like he’s trying to sit up but can

  • Good Girl Gone Bad   CHAPTER 42

    Blood trickled from the split corner of Zeus's lip. A gash ran deep across his forehead, fresh crimson sliding down his temple, pooling at the edge of his jaw where it crusted over in dark streaks.His boots hit the pavement in a steady rhythm, never breaking stride.Cars zipped by on the crowded road, headlights slicing through the dark like knives. Pedestrians shoved past each other on the sidewalk. The moon glared down in the middle of the night, turning the air thick with exhaust and chatter — horns blaring, tires hissing over asphalt, voices overlapping in a constant roar.Zeus kept his eyes straight ahead, cutting through the press of bodies without a glance.Women in a business suits paused mid-step, their eyes flicking over his bloody face before they hurried on. Two guys in hoodies leaned close, muttering under their breath as he passed, afraid to event meet his gaze.He caught every word. But he was too occupied to even care.One thought looped in his head, sharp and relentl

  • Good Girl Gone Bad   CHAPTER 41

    SAOIRSE."You want the truth, right? Then hear them." Massimo didn't look away. "Zeus Trojan is the one who murdered your parents years ago."The words didn’t just land. They settled like lead in the space between us, heavy and suffocating.The restaurant was quiet in the expensive, suffocating way only the wealthy could afford. Crystal glasses clinked from distant tables, a sound like tiny bones breaking. A violin hummed from the corner, a mournful, slow melody that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of my teeth.But at our table, the air was thick enough to choke on.My fingers dug into the edge of the tablecloth, the fabric bunching under my grip until my knuckles turned the color of old bone. My chest hitched, a sharp, ragged intake of breath that I tried to swallow. I stared across at the man seated in front of me.Massimo looked calm.Too calm.He was the stillness in a hurricane.“You’re talking nonsense…” I said. My voice was low, but it trembled, betraying the steel I tried to p

  • Good Girl Gone Bad   CHAPTER 40

    SAOIRSE.“Then walk out, Saoirse.”Massimo’s voice followed me like a blade sliding across my back.“Walk out and stay blind.”My hand froze on the restaurant door.The glass was cool under my palm. Outside, headlights passed. People walked along the street like nothing in the world was wrong. Like war wasn’t breathing down my neck. Like my life wasn’t being torn open in the middle of a crowded restaurant.Behind me, Massimo didn’t move.He knew I would stop. My fingers tightened against the handle.“You–” I mumbled. "You knew who killed my parents?"I didn't turn around yet. My voice sounded steady, but my chest felt like it was being crushed by a vice.A beat passed. The restaurant noise filled the silence—forks scraping plates, soft jazz, the clink of ice in a glass. It all felt far away, underwater.“Then say it,” I said.Slowly, I turned back around.Massimo was just there, as if he had been waiting his entire life for this moment. Calm. Patient. Watching me with those cold blue

  • Good Girl Gone Bad   CHAPTER 39

    SAOIRSE."No."The word cut through the noise of the restaurant like a knife. It was quiet, but it landed heavy on the table.Massimo didn't blink. He sat across from me, his posture relaxed, one hand resting on the stem of his wine glass. The crystal caught the light from the chandelier above, throwing a prism of color onto the maroon tablecloth. The restaurant was full. People were laughing, clinking glasses, and living their lives. But in our corner, the air was thick enough to choke on."You say no," Massimo said. His voice was low, smooth, like gravel wrapped in velvet. "You say no to the only way out.""I say no to the war," I corrected. My hands were under the table, gripping my thighs. My knuckles were white. I could feel the tremor in my legs, the adrenaline that made my heart hammer against my ribs.Massimo took a slow sip of his wine. He didn't swallow immediately. He let the liquid sit on his tongue, tasting it, judging it. Then he set the glass down. The sound of the cry

  • Good Girl Gone Bad   CHAPTER 38

    SAOIRSE."Why are you so eager to bring the Obsidian down?"The question hung in the air, heavy and sharp. It cut through the low hum of the restaurant, the clinking of silver and gold, the soft jazz playing in the background. It felt too loud. Too dangerous.Massimo didn't look up. He was cutting his steak. The knife moved with surgical precision, the sound of the blade scraping against the china the only noise in our corner of the room.His hands were steady, but I saw the tension in his forearms. The muscles under the fabric were tight, like coiled wire ready to snap.He stopped cutting. He lifted the fork but didn't eat. He just held the meat there, hovering over the white plate."It's not the Obsidian I want dead," he said. His voice was low. Rough. Like gravel under tires.I leaned forward. "Then what is it?"Massimo finally looked at me. His eyes were dark, almost black. There was no warmth in them. Just a cold, hard calculation. He set the fork down. The sound was a sharp clic

  • Good Girl Gone Bad   CHAPTER 12

    SAOIRSE.When the devil showed himself, how would you beg it not to kill you?“I just need to talk to him, Annalise. So, please. Step aside.” The storm raged outside, thunder cracking the sky with deafening roars that shook the windows of the mansion. Lightning flashed in jagged bursts, illuminat

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  • Good Girl Gone Bad   CHAPTER 11

    SAOIRSE.“I’m going out.”The words tumbled out before I could swallow them. Zeus's head snapped up from the ledger he'd been poring over, and his eyes that could swallow a soul whole locked onto mine.The air in his opulent study thickened. My heart hammered against my ribs, but I held his gaze, r

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  • Good Girl Gone Bad   CHAPTER 10

    SAOIRSE.“That's why you don't go around poking your nose whenever you feel like it, Saoirse.” I let out a heavy sigh, shut my eyes close and bit my lips as hard as I could. I wanted to smack the hell out of myself to get some sense. If I could just disappear and let the ground eat me alive, I’ll

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  • Good Girl Gone Bad   CHAPTER 8

    SAOIRSE.The mirror didn't lie — it showed me exactly what I hated: hated the way it made me feel exposed, vulnerable. This outfit is too tight across my hips and chest. It screamed weakness, submission. A cage of black lace and starched cotton that mocked my every curve. This is nothing but a sol

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