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Jealous Game
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2026-10-14 08:52:00
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Obsessed With You? Hell Yeah! Stall
Dahlia The metallic shriek of the printing press tearing Josiah apart echoed off the brick walls of the alleyway, but I didn't slow my stride. My shoes pounded across the slick, frost covered corrugated iron of the warehouse roof, the freezing wind slicing straight through the fabric of my wet jacket. Every breath burned raw in my throat, tasting of old printer ink, sulfur, and the cold, metallic terror of a city that had just become an open-air trap. Josiah’s voice in a smooth, unhurried, and dripping with that sickening, tailor-made calm—was still ringing in my ears. I scrambled down the sloping metal roof, sliding the final six feet into the dark, shadowed recess of a loading bay, dropping hard onto the concrete with a dull grunt that knocked the wind straight out of my lungs. My ribs flared with sharp, burning protest where I had slammed against the edge of the drafting table, but I didn't give my body the luxury of a pause. I jammed the burner drive deeper into my inne
Obsessed With You? Hell Yeah! The Feed
Dahlia My attempt to survive failed when Josiah caught unto what I inteded on doing even before proceeding. His right arm shot out and forcefully pulled me behind which made me jerk up. A dark smirk plastered on his face, he shook his head. He reached out with his left hand, turning the heavy metal casing of the laptop I was using around toward me with a slow, agonizing push, his cuff links catching the faint blue light from the terminal. "Look," he invited softly, like a father showing his child a magic trick at a birthday party where everyone had already forgotten why they were celebrating. The room on the screen was blindingly, antiseptically white tiled walls that reflected the harsh glare of fluorescents lights, and a single chrome chair bolted straight to the center of the poured-concrete floor. Rafe was tied to it. His black canvas jacket was gone, leaving him in a shredded, blood-soaked undershirt that exposed the brutal, jagged mess of his stitched ribs. The lin
Obsessed With You? Hell Yeah! A godamn Uncle
Dahlia I didn't turn around from the blue glow of the monitor. My fingers stayed flat against the edge of the metal desk, the burner drive warm and vibrating slightly where I’d unplugged it from the port. The barrel of my sidearm was still resting on my thigh, pointed at the floorboards, though we both knew a gun was a very small argument against a man who walked this quietly into a dead zone. "You've your mother's posture, Dahlia, good for my nephew... " Josiah said. His voice was all polished mahogany and old scotch, smooth enough to slide right past your ribs before you realized it was dripping with venom. "Though she lacked your taste for dealings in basements. She preferred higher places with better lighting when she ruined people's lives." He stepped past the edge of the drafting table, the pale blue light catching the silver at his temples and the razor-sharp crease of his wool trousers. He held his silenced pistol loosely by his side, the matte black finish catching a d
Obsessed With You? Hell Yeah! The Ruin
Dahlia The iron hatch slammed shut overhead with a deafening, metallic clatter that vibrated straight through my skull, followed immediately by the dull thud of muffled gunfire echoing through the concrete ceiling. I hit the bottom of the maintenance shaft on my side, plunging waist-deep into the freezing, oil-slicked runoff water with a violent splash. The burner drive containing the Hollis ledger was gripped so tightly in my right hand that the sharp plastic edges bit deep into my palm, drawing a thin line of warm, stinging blood that mixed instantly with the filthy drain water. His words resonated for about five secobds. I hauled myself up against the slimy brickwork, my teeth clicking together as a violent shiver racked my frame. My mind was spinning, splitting along fractures I didn't know existed, but beneath the shock, beneath the burning agony of betrayal, a cold, ruthless clarity began to take hold. Rafe had thrown me into the escape hatch while he turned to face Orin’s
Obsessed With You? Hell Yeah! Enemies
Dahlia I didn't waste time admiring the retro-fitted terminal panels or the tangled nests of fiber-optic cables humming with stolen bandwidth. My thumb flew across the keys, feeding the twelve-digit sequence I had pulled straight from my memory into the master override prompt. The green text scrolled down the monochrome monitor in a frantic cascade, verifying the Hollis family legacy line item by line item, unspooling twenty years of hidden ledgers into the local grid. Beside me, Rafe braced his back against the cold steel housing of a primary server bank, his hand clamped hard over the fresh tear in his canvas jacket. The dark stain had spread wider, soaking through the coarse fabric until it glistened under the harsh fluorescent glare. He wasn't looking at the monitor. His dark obsidian eyes were fixed on the heavy reinforced door at the far end of the service corridor, tracking shadows that hadn't appeared yet. "We've got about ninety seconds before the firewall kicks back and
Obsessed With You? Hell Yeah! An ally
Dahlia The basement felt suddenly smaller, the concrete walls pressing in like a closing fist as the implications of what we had just uncovered settled over us."They're surveyong the lower shafts," I murmured, my voice dropping into a flat, level hum as I slid the parchment deep into my inner jacket pocket alongside my father's journal. "If they breach the junction three corridors down, we'll be fighting our way through a firing squad."Rafe leaned back against the damp concrete pillar, his breathing shallow and ragged, his hand pressed hard against the fresh stain spreading across his black canvas jacket. Despite the gray pallor of his skin and the sweat plastering his dark hair to his forehead, a sharp, cynical edge of realization curled the corner of his cracked lips."I'd love to watch them try," Rafe rasped, his obsidian eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that made the cold air in the room feel completely irrelevant. He pushed himself off the pillar, wincing as a fresh w
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