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His Betrayal, My Redemption 180
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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Chapter 172KENNEDYFor over three hours, I combed through the Bright mansion.Every room, every hidden corridor, every secret crawl space Donald Bright really took his sweet time building the foundation of the house. The man was paranoid, but even paranoia had structure. I knew there had to be passageways, exits carved out for an emergency retreat. But after searching every corner, all I found was shelves, cobwebs, dust and old frames Dahlia wasn’t there.I stood in the empty living room, hands tucked neatly behind my back, forcing myself to breathe evenly. Losing patience was the weakness of lesser men. That wasn’t me.But Dahlia… Dahlia was slipping through my fingers. Again.The sound of broken glass crunching under my boots was the only reminder that I had, in fact, tried. Hours of searching, men posted at exits, hounds combing the property… yet she seemed to have vanished into thin air. And I hated that. I narrowed my eyes, my jaw tightening.“Sooner or later I'll get my hands
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