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76. Words Of Wisdom
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I AM YOURS TO PLAY 100. Reaper's Reckoning
Chapter 100: Reaper’s Reckoning LUCIAN’S POVThe van’s engine rumbled, the cuffs biting my wrists, my body jolting as we rolled toward the courthouse, Miami’s skyline a blur through the barred window. My eyes burned, my heart a hollow ruin, Ethan’s face etched in every shadow—his smile gone, his blood on my hands, his sacrifice a wound that wouldn’t close. Two weeks in jail had stripped me bare, my cell a tomb, my nights haunted by his voice, his laugh, his touch. The FBI pinned his death on me, their charges—murder, drug trafficking, human trafficking, a string of crimes I never touched—twisting the knife deeper. I didn’t care. Ethan was dead, and I deserved the gallows, the chair, anything to join him.The van stopped, the courthouse looming, its stone facade cold under the morning sun. Guards yanked me out, my boots dragging, my orange jumpsuit stark, my face gaunt. An attorney waited, his suit sharp, his briefcase clutched, his eyes wide. “Lucian Moretti,” he said, his voice fi
I AM YOURS TO PLAY 99. Guilt's Chains
Chapter 99: Guilt’s ChainsLUCIAN’S POVThe pier’s warehouse was a haze of blood and smoke, the ocean’s roar a dull pulse against the gunfire’s echo, my world shattering as Ethan slumped in my arm, his chest a crimson ruin, his eyes closed, his breath gone. My hands pressed his wound, my fingers slick with his blood, my sobs tearing through me like a blade. “Ethan!” I screamed, my voice raw, my tears hot, my heart breaking as his face paled, his warmth fading. “Stay with me, butterfly! Please!” FBI agents stormed in, their boots thundering, their rifles glinting, their voices sharp. “Lucian Moretti, you’re under arrest!” one barked, his gun trained, his cuffs gleaming, his eyes cold.I didn’t move, my arms cradling Ethan, my eyes locked on his still face, my world ending. “Save him!” I roared, my voice cracking, my tears soaking his shirt. “He’s dying! Do something!” They ignored me, their hands gripping my arms, yanking me back, my boots slipping in the pool of Ethan’s blood. I fo
I AM YOURS TO PLAY 98. Blood And Fire
Chapter 98: Blood And FireETHAN’S POVThe field office buzzed with the hum of fluorescent lights, the air sharp with coffee and tension, my badge a heavy weight against my hip. My ribs throbbed from Viktor’s fists, the poison’s aftertaste still bitter in my throat, but my resolve burned hotter than ever. Hayes was in cuffs, Giveon gone, Ryan rotting in a cell, the FBI’s rot carved out, but Viktor Salazar, the snake who’d tried to kill me, was still out there, his shadow a blade over my life. I stood in Deputy Director John’s office, his desk cluttered with files, his eyes sharp under gray brows. Sub-directors Martinez and Klein flanked him, their suits crisp, their gazes skeptical, their trust in me thin after the corruption scandal. I leaned forward, my hands planted on the desk, my voice steady, my heart pounding. “There’s a syndicate boss running free,” I said, my eyes locked on John’s. “He’s the one Hayes used to kill Reynolds, Malik, Torres, Jenna, Lisa, and the likes of them.
I AM YOURS TO PLAY 97. Embers Of Trust
Chapter 97: Embers Of Trust LUCIAN’S POVThe Miami air was heavy with salt and regret as I stood by my charger, my black suit clinging to my skin, my shades hiding the storm in my eyes. Ethan’s arms wrapped around me, his warmth a lifeline, his breath steady despite the poison that had nearly taken him. My heart pounded, my guilt a blade twisting deeper with every second I looked at him—bruised, alive, but scared because I wasn’t there. I’d been in Brazil, sealing a deal, my phone was switched off during the meeting, meeting his desperate message of help during the attack. Hours too late when I saw it, my chest caved, and my panic blew like a wildfire as I’d boarded my jet immediately, cursing my absence. Marco’s call had stopped me mid-flight, his voice rough when he told me that Ethan was safe now and in the hospital. Marco, the man I’d exiled had saved the love of my life, while I, his protector, had failed. My hands clenched, my jaw tight, my failure a weight I couldn’t shake.
I AM YOURS TO PLAY 96. Corruption's End
Chapter 96: Corruption’s EndETHAN’S POVThe stench of blood and diesel clung to the air as Marco half-carried me to his getaway car, my body sagging, my legs trembling from the poison Viktor and his men had injected me. My vision blurred, the Miami night a swirl of shadows and neon, my ribs aching from Viktor’s fists, my wrists raw from ropes I’d cut with a glass shard. The warehouse loomed behind us, a tomb of bodies—Marco’s work, his silenced pistol leaving Viktor’s men sprawled, their blood pooling, but Viktor himself had slipped away, a snake in the dark. Marco’s arm gripped me, his strength steady, his hoodie torn, his face bruised, his breath heavy. I stumbled, my voice weak, my throat burning. “Where’s Viktor?” I rasped, my eyes heavy, my heart pounding.Marco eased me into the backseat, his voice rough, his eyes flicking to mine. “He got away,” he said, his jaw tight, his boots scuffing as he shut the door. “Hang in there, I will get you to a hospital.”I collapsed against
I AM YOURS TO PLAY 95. Poisoned Shadows
Chapter 95: Poisoned ShadowsETHAN’S POVThe dusk painted the sky orange as I sat in my office at the field office, the air thick with the scent of stale coffee and Lucian’s lingering cologne on my shirt, my laptop glowing with an encrypted message that had haunted me for three days. Hayes’ dirt. End him. The files attached were bank records, shipment logs, emails—pointed to Director Hayes, his corruption tied to Viktor Salazar, and Ryan Kessler. My heart raced, my fingers hovering over the keyboard, my mind spinning. Who sent this? Who broke into Hayes’ computer? I hadn’t told Lucian, who was in Brazil sealing a deal, his absence was like a void in our condo. I leaned back, my Glock on the table, my confidence had been high ever since Sarah and Ryan’s arrest, I cut off my foster family. Life had been great for the past two weeks, Viktor had become a ghost, he’s been silent since his hospital stay. I felt untouchable, my enemies down, my life with Lucian a fire no one could extingu
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