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Lexusstar writesHello everyone It's Lexusstar here I don't know how to start, I know I've wronged you all greatly. I earnestly apologise. I've been battling some pretty serious health challenges and thankfully and almost back on my feet. I'll be completing this book this month. It has taken too long, which is all for my fault. I sincerely apologise. I thank you all for being patient with me. It honestly means a lot to me. Happy Reading, Sweethearts ❤️
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Chapter 178DAHLIAThe silence was the worst part.It pressed down on me heavier than the iron door, heavier than the damp air that stuck to my throat with every breath. I had thought, for a moment, that silence might mean safety—that if we stayed still, stayed small, he would forget us.But Kennedy didn’t forget. He was in the silence. He filled it, stretched it, twisted it until every second felt like a blade against my skin.I curled tighter against Ivana, my forehead pressed to her shoulder. She was rigid beneath me, jaw clenched, eyes fixed on the door as if she could stare it into submission.“You’re shaking,” she whispered.“I’m not,” I whispered back, though my voice trembled with the lie.Ivana shifted, pulling me closer with one arm. She was always doing that shielding me, even when she was breaking inside.“You can’t let him hear it,” she murmured. “That’s what he wants. To know we’re scared.”I bit down hard on my lip until the metallic tang of blood filled my mouth. But i
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Chapter 180KENNEDYThe cold bit deeper as I stepped out into the corridor. Concrete walls. Iron doors. The smell of damp. Most men hated places like this. They called them cages, tombs, reminders of death.To me, it was theater.Every echo of my boots, every creak of rusted hinges, was music. Every locked door was a stage curtain waiting to be pulled back. And behind this curtain, my unwilling audience.I lit a cigarette, the flame briefly illuminating the stale dark, and let the smoke curl slow and easy into the air. Every drag sharpened the silence, made the world bend around the sound of my breath.Behind the thick steel, the sisters were quiet. They thought silence was safety. But I didn’t need to hear them to know what was happening.Dahlia, crying in silence, trying to make herself smaller, her shoulders curled inward, clinging to her sister like a child.Ivana, pacing, biting her tongue until it bled, wrapping herself in that brittle armor she called strength, glaring into sh
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Chapter 179 DAHLIA There was something dark about Kennedy. Something about him that unsettled and made me uncomfortable. Maybe it was the fact that he'd go above and beyond to hurt Ronan or maybe because he was just a terrible person. The moment he showed up, fear gripped me, I knew I had just entered real danger. Ivana knew nearly nothing about him. And right now, it made her appear stronger and more courageous than I am. If only she knew what this guy could do.Kennedy walked away after standing there and staring at me for a short while. I watched the door closed and a suffocating silence over took us. Ivana and I, exchanged glances. I pressed my back against the wall, my knees weak. For a second I thought I’d sink to the floor, fold into myself like brittle paper. But Ivana’s hand brushed mine, steady and firm. “Don’t,” she whispered. Her voice carried a weight, sharp with command. “Don’t give him what he wants.” I forced myself to nod, though the tremor in my breath betrayed
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Chapter 178KENNEDYThe west wing smelled of rot and dust. A fitting place to cage fragile things.I led them inside, gun steady, their shoulders brushing against the peeling walls. Neither spoke, though Ivana’s defiance simmered like heat off stone. Dahlia’s silence was brittle—every step she took could’ve been her last, and she knew it.I enjoyed watching them walk into the dark, as though the shadows themselves swallowed them.“Stop,” I said finally.They froze.The room was wide, windows boarded, moonlight leaking only in thin cracks. The air was heavy with the stench of neglect. My boots echoed as I circled them slowly, my shadow dragging across their faces.“This will do.”I motioned to my men, who had been waiting at the edge of the doorway, guns ready, faces unreadable. “Lock it down. No one comes in or out unless I say so.”“Yes, sir.”They moved quickly, barring the exits, sealing the space with boards and chains like a tomb. I watched the twins’ faces as they realized just
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Chapter 177 KENNEDY Silence wrapped around us, heavy, suffocating, the kind of silence that strangles weaker men. I enjoyed it. The twins moved when I told them to move. They walked stiffly, their shoulders tight, breaths uneven, steps too quick as if distance alone could save them. My gun didn’t waver. I let them feel it at their backs. That invisible weight was better than a chain. Every so often, Dahlia glanced sideways. A hallway, a door, a shadow she thought might help her. She tried to be discreet, but she didn’t know me well enough. I caught every flick of her eyes. Predictable. She was being very predictable. Ivana, on the other hand, never looked away. Her head was high, shoulders squared, the false courage of someone who thought hate could shield her. Brave, but bravery has limits. “You keep looking for doors that won’t open, Dahlia,” I said softly. My voice slid through the silence like a knife. “You think you’ll spot a miracle waiting for you in the dark? You won’t
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Chapter 174KENNEDYMy men thought they were fast. They weren’t.By the time they reported back, the women had already slipped through their fingers. Amateurs. That was the problem with sending boys to do a man’s work. Tey celebrated too early and stumbled at the first real challenge.I moved quicker than the rest, my steps silent, my mind sharper. The air reeked of panic, and I knew panic when I smelled it. Dahlia was close.She had to be.“Any updates?” I asked, not slowing.The man at my side swallowed hard. “They’re in the west wing. Hiding. But…”I stopped. Just stopped walking. He almost ran into me, then froze when he realized his mistake.“But what?” I asked, my voice low.“There’s another man. We can’t confirm yet, but he fights like he’s trained. Could be Knight’s.”A grin tugged at my mouth. “Good. The more the merrier.”Because Knight’s men were loyal. Loyal men made interesting corpses.I pulled my gun free, turning it lazily in my hand. “Stay back unless I call. Understa
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