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Once His Wallflower, Now His Biggest Mistake The Predator’s Claim
Chapter 170The grip on my waist tightened until I felt the internal structure of my ribs groan. The cold Russian air was a sharp contrast to the furnace-like heat radiating from Viktor Volkov’s body. He slammed me back against the rough bark of a pine tree, his shadow swallowing me whole."Answer me!" he roared, his voice shaking the frost from the branches above. "Did I not make it clear in the Spire? Did I not mark you with my own blade?""Viktor…" I gasped, my hands instinctively clawing at his forearms. They were like granite. "You’re... choking me."He didn't loosen his hold. Instead, he leaned in closer, his nose brushing against mine. His scent was overwhelming, expensive tobacco, rain, and something metallic that reminded me of a sharpened edge."Choking you? I should do more than that," he whispered, his rage suddenly turning from a roar to a terrifying, quiet vibration. "I watched you walk out of that house like a frightened doe, fleeing from the talk of marriage. Do you th
Once His Wallflower, Now His Biggest Mistake The Blood Tie
Chapter 169The drive to the Kirov estate was a blur of neon lights and freezing rain. My mind was a chaotic library, flipping through every piece of data I’d scraped from Rai’s encrypted cloud storage. Dinner. Think, Evelyn. What does she eat? How does she sit?Rai was left-handed but forced herself to use her right hand to please her father. She hated caviar but always took a double serving to show 'strength.' She never spoke unless spoken to. I pulled into the massive driveway, the iron gates groaning open like the jaws of a beast. I checked my reflection in the rearview mirror. The makeup was holding. The wound on my neck looked authentic. I stepped out of the car, the Russian winter air biting at my skin. I wasn't Evelyn Prokofiev anymore. I wasn't even a spy. I was a daughter returning to a home that had never been a home."Welcome back, Miss Rai," the butler said, his face a mask of indifference."Thank you, Mikhail," I said, remembering the name from a payroll list.I walke
Once His Wallflower, Now His Biggest Mistake The Memory Gamble
Chapter 168The tip of Viktor’s combat knife was a cold, silver promise against the pulse in my neck. One twitch, one flicker of the wrong emotion, and the "Rai Kirov" project would end in a spray of real blood on obsidian floors."I’ll ask you one more time," Viktor whispered, the blade nicking my skin. "Who are you?"My heart was thundering, but I didn't pull away. I let my knees buckle, not a fall, but a slow, trembling collapse into a version of Rai that was raw, broken, and dangerously familiar. I let the tears well up, not the graceful tears of a martyr, but the ugly, frantic sobs of a daughter pushed too far."Is this what it takes?" I cried out, my voice cracking with a high-pitched desperation. "You find a body in a room, a girl who has been siphoning from our accounts for months and you assume I'm the stranger? You assume I’m the ghost?"I turned my head, the knife drawing a thin line of crimson on my throat, and looked Kirov directly in his startled eyes."Father, tell them
Once His Wallflower, Now His Biggest Mistake The Glitch in the Trap
Chapter 167The air in the Spire felt thinner now that the deal was struck. I stood in the center of the obsidian room, the silver tablet in my hand feeling like a detonator. Viktor Volkov was towering over me, his presence a physical weight, his eyes dark with the hunger for the kill."The coordinates," Viktor prompted, his voice like the low thrum of a predator’s growl. "Where is the lioness hiding her cubs?"I didn't blink. I pulled up a topographical map of the Saimaa lake system in Eastern Finland, a labyrinth of thousands of islands and frozen inlets. I zoomed in on a cluster of jagged landmasses near the Russian border."Sector Seven, Island 402," I said, my voice clinical and detached. "There is a decommissioned Soviet listening post tucked into the granite cliffs. It’s off the grid, shielded by natural iron deposits. My pings intercepted a localized encrypted transmission three nights ago. High-frequency, short-burst. It’s the signature of a Sterling-grade satellite phone."I
Once His Wallflower, Now His Biggest Mistake The Devil’s Seat
Chapter 166Evelyn's POV My heels clicked against the cold obsidian floor, the sound echoing like a ticking clock in the silence of the Northern Spire. My skin felt tight, the prosthetic layers and high-definition makeup I’d spent weeks mastering feeling like a second, suffocating skin. I was Rai Kirov. I had to be. But the way Zima was looking at me like I was a puzzle piece that had suddenly grown teeth made the adrenaline spike in my veins.“Rai,” Zima repeated, his voice dropping into a dangerous, suspicious lilt. “When did you start speaking English?!”I felt the heat of their collective gaze, five predators waiting for a reason to strike. For a heartbeat, my breath caught. Here goes nothing.I heaved my shoulders, a casual, confident shrug that bordered on disrespect. “I’ve been away for weeks, Lord Zima,” I said, my voice smooth, carrying the exact bored cadence I’d observed in Rai’s rare public recordings. “That is enough time to learn a tongue I’ve been wishing to master.
Once His Wallflower, Now His Biggest Mistake The Empty Ledger
Chapter 165Few Weeks LaterThe grand council chamber of the Northern Spire was built to intimidate. It was a cavernous room of black obsidian and cold marble, where the air was kept at a precise, bone-chilling temperature to ensure no one ever felt too comfortable. In the center of the room stood five high-backed chairs of carved bone and iron, arranged in a semi-circle that felt less like a boardroom and more like a tribunal.Outside, the Russian winter howled, but inside, the silence was even more lethal.Viktor Volkov sat in the center chair, his fingers steepled, staring into the flickering embers of a massive fireplace. Flanking him were the Four Lords of the Russian, Underground men who had survived purges, coups, and famines by being more monstrous than the problems they faced.Lord Borodin, a man whose face was a roadmap of scars from a Siberian gulag, broke the silence with a dry, rattling cough. He shifted his heavy frame, the leather of his chair creaking.“Two weeks, Vik
Once His Wallflower, Now His Biggest Mistake The Art of the Verbal Ambush
Chapter 57: Evelyn’s POVI knew he was Caleb. He may have known that I knew. But apparently, we were both committed to this absurdist theater piece until the curtains caught fire.After Julian’s Biometric Dinner, the tension in the penthouse was thick enough to spread on toast. Julian was walking
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Chapter 53: Evelyn’s POVThe silence following the Wig Heist was louder than Alaric’s pathetic wailing. I stood in the center of the kitchen, staring at the synthetic mass of hair Bane was currently chewing on like a prize."French meditation?" I whispered to the reinforced steel door of the walk
آخر تحديث : 2026-03-26Once His Wallflower, Now His Biggest Mistake The Topography of a Lie
Chapter 56 Julian Sterling’s POVPart I: The Ghost in the MachineThe penthouse felt like a sinking ship, and I was the only one trying to plug the holes with gold bars.The Knight Sighting in the Hamptons had sent the market into a schizophrenic tailspin. My phone hadn't stopped vibrating for si
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Chapter 55: Caleb’s POVPart I: The Ghost in the HamptonsThe morning after the Great Avian Jewelry Heist, the atmosphere in the Sterling penthouse was somewhere between a funeral and a riot. Alaric was laid up in bed with a diamond-induced fever (and a mild ear infection from the pool water), an
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