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AriaThe rest of the day, I played the part of the breaking woman, the one who had finally traded her fire for the comfort of a cashmere blanket and a leather-bound book. Elena was relieved. I could see it in the way her posture loosened. She wanted to believe I was settling in because it eased the rot of her own conscience.But as the sun dipped below the horizon, I began.I needed something to turn the screws. The grate in the library was secured by four heavy-duty flathead screws. Aaron’s house was a minimalist's dream, which meant there were no stray tools, no junk drawers, nothing out of place.I found my solution at 7:00 PM in the library. Elena had stepped out to take a call from the central hub in the basement, leaving me alone with the thousands of silent books. On the desk there was a silver-weighted bookmark. It was a thin blade of polished metal meant to hold the place of rare manuscripts.I picked it up. The edge was blunt but the tip was tapered and strong. I tested
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MilaAaron stayed where he was standing for a long moment. He didn't move a muscle as if he was letting his brain process the word slowly.Then suddenly, he gave a single nod and walked away, vanishing into the hallway. I stood there, wrapped in the softest wool imaginable.That night, I didn't sleep. Most of the time, I was sitting by the glass window of my bedroom, watching the sky bleed from a bruised purple into a pale grey.The sun began to peek over the ten-foot concrete walls of the estate, casting long shadows across the lawn.I watched the armed patrols moving. Every fifteen minutes.I thought about the library. I thought about the soup. I thought about the way he knew I skipped Chapter Three of The Count of Monte Cristo.He knew my habits. He knew my tastes. He knew my weaknesses.But Aaron Wylder had made one fatal mistake in his years of observation. He had watched me as a subject, as a "thing" to be protected and possessed. He had seen the girl who survived the fosters
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MilaLunch was served on a small, circular table by the window. Aaron sat at a right angle, close enough that I could feel his presence.On the table sat a bowl of Lemon Chicken Orzo soup.My stomach did a slow, nauseating flip. It was exactly what I used to crave on rainy days back in the fosters, before the club, before everything. I used to make it with cheap bouillon and wilted greens.This version was artisanal. The lemons were fresh, the chicken tender, the herbs vibrant."You aren't eating." Aaron said. He wasn't looking at me. He was cutting a piece of dry toast."I am not hungry.” I snapped as I pushed the bowl away.Without a word, he slid a small crystal ramekin toward me. Inside was a single, crushed peppermint leaf floating in ice water.I froze.I used to chew on peppermint to settle the morning sickness I had been hiding from everyone for weeks when I stayed in the Wylder Estate. I hadn't told anyone. Not even the doctor. I had bought the mint from a street vendor thre
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ReaperI took the concrete stairs two at a time. I was going to rip the entire fucking sweater apart.Gunner matched my stride as we pushed through the door and entered the main hall of the clubhouse. The bar was filled with armed men. Prospects were stacking Kevlar vests on the pool tables. Enforcers were running inventory on crates of ammunition we usually saved for cartel wars."Prez.” Gunner said as he stepped into my path, forcing me to stop before we reached the armory. He looked around to make sure the younger brothers were out of earshot. "A word before we roll out."I clenched my jaw, my hands balling into fists at my sides. "Make it fast. Every second we stand here is a second she is with him.""We are going in blind against a high-end private military firm." Gunner said. "These aren't street thugs. Aegis Tactical uses ex-Special Forces. They are going to be reinforced. If we breach this broker's location and a firefight breaks out... we have to establish the priority of th
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MilaI didn't stop until I reached the double glass doors of the two-story library we had passed earlier. I shoved the doors open and stepped inside.I walked over to the nearest bookshelf and traced my fingers over the spines.First editions. Classics. Historical fiction. Biographies of obscure 19th-century monarchs. Every single genre I had ever spent hours wandering through the city's second-hand bookstores to find.I walked toward the center of the room, where a reading table sat beneath a modern chandelier. Resting in the center of the table was a leather-bound book, an expensive silk bookmark resting between its pages.I didn't even need to look at the title. I already knew.I reached out and flipped it open to where the silk ribbon lay. It was the beginning of chapter four. The Count of Monte Cristo.I stumbled backward, bumping hard into the leather armchair. The chair was upholstered in a velvet. The exact texture I loved to run my hands over."Oh my god." I breathed. It f
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MilaI flinched at his touch and immediately jerked my arm back, snapping my hands into tight fists at my sides."Don't touch me." I hissed.But he didn't stop. His hand wrapped around my left wrist.I tried to yank it away, using my entire body weight to resist him. It was completely useless. His grip was like a steel. But he wasn't hurting me too. He was simply proving that he could overpower me without exerting any real effort."Open your hand, Mila." He instructed."Go to hell.” I breathed, squeezing my eyes shut and clenching my fingers so tightly my nails bit into my own palms.Aaron didn't argue. He shifted his grip, pressing his thumb against a nerve point on the inside of my wrist. A sharp shock of numbness shot up my forearm. My muscles seized, and my fingers uncurled against my will.Before I could snatch my hand back, he placed something small and cold into the center of my palm. Then, he released his hold on me.I stumbled back a half-step, clutching the object against
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ReaperI watched her walk away.The black silk rippled down her body like spilled ink, exposing her curves and the dangerous sway of her hips.“Before the morning you fucked me.”Her words kept ringing in my head.She had said it. She had thrown it in my face with a smirk.A week ago, she was a wee
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Havoc The music downstairs had cut out, replaced by a confused murmur from the crowd. I was halfway up the stairs, taking them two at a time, my hand resting on the knife sheathed at my hip. I had heard the screaming. And I immediately knew it was a club whore. Cathy. Gunner trudged her past th
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MilaI leaned against the doorframe, crossing my arms.Cathy was screaming, her heels dragging on the floorboards, snot running down her face.But I wasn't looking at her. I was looking at the man dragging her.Reaper stopped.He didn't turn his head, but his shoulders stiffened. The muscles in his
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Mila’s POVI looked at Reaper. The coldness in his eyes was a wall I couldn't climb.I forced my hand to move. I tapped the mattress.Justin leaned in instantly. “What is it, Ri?”I pointed to the oxygen mask. Justin pulled it down slightly.I tried to open my mouth, but the wires held fast. I had
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