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The Silver Trophy

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-06-26 04:01:39

My heart hammered a slow, painful rhythm against my ribs as I stared down at the black plastic latch. The inside of the sports car felt tight and suffocatingly hot. Behind me, Julian’s heavy, wet breathing was the only sound cutting through the loud, angry roar of Leo's engine as we flew down the open highway.

Slowly, my fingers trembling just a tiny bit, I pulled the latch back. The small glove compartment door dropped open with a soft click.

I reached my hand inside, my skin brushing past th
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  • Once Rejected Twice desired    The True Mastermind

    The heavy iron door felt freezing cold against my palm. The rhythmic tapping from the outside stopped, but the deep voice still echoed in the quiet hallway.“Open the door, Noah. Your toys can't save you from the real owner.”My breath caught hard in my throat. My heart gave one violent, painful thud against my bare ribs. That voice did not belong to Elijah Hayes. It belonged to a man far more dangerous. It belonged to the shadow who had truly broken my body and mind during my six missing years before vanishing into the dark."Noah? Who the hell is outside?" Julian growled softly.His massive frame stepped right in front of me, his broad shoulders completely blocking my view of the wood. The deep cut on his forearm was still leaking fast, smearing dark red crimson across his white shirt, but his alpha aura turned completely unhinged. He reached into his waistband and pulled out a heavy black pistol, pointing it straight at the door lock."I don't care who thinks they own your past, be

  • Once Rejected Twice desired    The Uninvited Guest

    Leo didn't wait for Julian to answer him. He threw the medical kit onto the side table and stepped straight into the small gap between us. His broad chest pushed hard against Julian’s bleeding shoulder, forcing the billionaire to take a half-step back. Leo reached down and grabbed my right hand, his warm fingers locking tightly with mine."Get your bloody hands off him, Vance," Leo spat, his blue eyes flashing with a dangerous, dark devotion as he looked at my matted shirt. "You are tracking your red stains all over his silk. You look like you're about to faint anyway. Let me take him to my car.""He stays behind my chest, Sterling," Julian growled back, his jaw clenching so hard that a thick vein popped out near his temple. He did not let go of my waist. His grip turned bruisingly tight against my hip bone, forcing my lower back to press flat against his stomach. "I took a knife to the flesh for him tonight. He belongs to my house."I let out a soft, dry laugh, enjoying the heavy phy

  • Once Rejected Twice desired    The Bitter Truth

    Adrian did not care that he looked like a total madman. He took three fast, stumbling steps forward until he was right in my personal space, his chest heaving violently under his torn white shirt. The smell of raw panic and expensive whiskey rolled off his skin, hitting my face."Noah," Adrian choked out, his voice completely broken.He lunged forward and grabbed me by both shoulders. His large fingers dug hard into my suit jacket, shaking me, his face just inches from mine. His eyes were wide, completely bloodshot, and full of a terrifying, wild regret."I watched you get into that car with them," Adrian wept, a heavy tear spilling down his flushed cheek. "My brother tried to destroy you, Julian bled for you, and Leo took you away. But I am the one who loved you first, Noah! I am the one who has been dying inside for six long years!"I stood perfectly still. I did not lift my hands to push him away. I did not look angry, and I did not look sad. I just looked at his trembling fingers

  • Once Rejected Twice desired    The Silver Trophy

    My heart hammered a slow, painful rhythm against my ribs as I stared down at the black plastic latch. The inside of the sports car felt tight and suffocatingly hot. Behind me, Julian’s heavy, wet breathing was the only sound cutting through the loud, angry roar of Leo's engine as we flew down the open highway. Slowly, my fingers trembling just a tiny bit, I pulled the latch back. The small glove compartment door dropped open with a soft click.I reached my hand inside, my skin brushing past the cold wires and paper manuals until my knuckles hit something soft. I pulled it out.It was a tiny, velvet black jewelry box. It felt light in my palm, looking completely out of place inside the messy dashboard. I popped the box open under the dim, orange light of the radio screen.My breath caught hard in my throat.Sitting inside the white silk lining was a single, silver high school cufflink. It was dented, deeply scratched, and covered in old scuffs. It was the exact cufflink I had lost six

  • Once Rejected Twice desired    The Burning Tarmac

    Leo slammed his body hard against the heavy iron bar of the final security door. The rusty metal gave a loud, painful screech before swinging open completely. The cool, damp night air of the underground VIP parking lot hit my face, shocking my senses after the suffocating heat of the kitchen hallways. The space was massive, lit only by a few flickering yellow lights that cast long, scary shadows across the grease-stained concrete floor.Right in the center of the lot, idling under a dim bulb, was Leo’s sleek, low-profile black sports car. The engine was roaring with a low, heavy growl that vibrated straight through the soles of my shoes. The exhaust fumes filled the damp air with a thick smell of burning rubber and hot fuel. The passenger doors were already unlocked, sitting wide open like an invitation into the dark.Before I could take a step toward the vehicle, a heavy, wet hand slammed onto my shoulder from behind.Julian stumbled out of the dark stairwell, his face completely pal

  • Once Rejected Twice desired    The Running Dark

    The ballroom door behind us exploded open with a loud, wooden crash. The heavy shouts of the police officers echoed over the screams of the rich guests. Red and blue lights flashed wildly across the ceiling, turning the air into a chaotic trap. I didn't look back. I let the heavy velvet curtain fall shut behind us, plunging the three of us into the narrow, dim service hallway of the hotel kitchen.The air here smelled completely different. It was cold, smelling of old concrete, metallic grease, and heavy bleach. The bright luxury of the ballroom vanished, replaced by long rows of stainless steel tables and industrial sinks.Julian’s massive frame was right behind me. His breathing was heavy, rough, and uneven from the pain of his arm. His large, calloused hand stayed locked onto my waist, his fingers pressing hard into my hip bone to guide my steps. The hot, thick blood from his cut was still flowing, wetting my black silk shirt and gluing the fabric directly to my bare ribs. The wet

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