INICIAR SESIÓNI almost fell backward with it. I stared at what I had. It wasn't much, just a thin steel tray with a sharp corner but it was something. I turned toward the glass. I staggered toward the nearest panel of glass. Raphael was on the other side of it. I lifted the tray and slammed the corner against t
Leone looked down at him with pure fury, “He was inside this facility for too long. Armed. Moving through our systems. Killing guards. Cutting cameras.” Then his gaze landed on the phone lying near the weapons Raphael had surrendered. “And carrying a fucking phone.” Leone walked towards his stuff
I couldn't breathe, “Please! He can't even fight you!” Leone grabbed Raphael by the collar and pulled him upright once more. Raphael's head rolled slightly against his shoulder. His eyes stayed closed. His lips parted as he dragged in a slow breath. And then Leone started to hit him again like a m
“He dropped everything,” I whispered. None of them paid attention to me, Vance checked the pockets again anyway, then the ankle area. He ran his hands down Raphael's legs, checking beneath the loose fabric around his boots. He crouched lower and grabbed one of Raphael's heavy combat boots. He sear
Leone smiled and it made my stomach turn, “You're in no position to give orders.” “Stay away from him!” I yelled, my voice shook, but I didn't lower it. Leone released Vance and walked toward Raphael's cage. Every step made my pulse jump, “No.” He stopped at the side and looked down at him. Raph
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ Raphael was lying on the floor of the glass cage beside mine. His face was turned slightly toward me, one arm bent beneath his chest and the other lying loose beside him. His dark hair had fallen across his forehead. He wasn't moving. I pressed both palms against the glass separ
Raphael ━━ ⛓ ━━ Gold-digging whores. I didn’t even have to look at them to know that’s exactly what they were. The smell of desperation always clung to women like them, no matter how much expensive perfume they sprayed on their wrists to hide it. Hazel Kinsley. She was the widow of some patheti
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ I tugged at the scrap of black lace riding up my hip. This outfit wasn’t clothes, it was a prayer. A tiny, see-through prayer. I caught my reflection in the cracked dressing room mirror and barely recognized the girl staring back. The silver wig was cold and synthetic against my
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Waiting. For heartbreak. For regret. For grief. Nothing came. Only relief. And for the first time since his name had appeared on my screen... I smiled. ──━⊰ 𓆙 ⊱━── The office floor hummed around me. Monitors glowed from every direction. Lines of code scrolled endlessly across screens. Pho







