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I’m Getting Too Close”
Data de publicação:
2026-04-01 00:27:48
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Owned by biker enemy You’re Not a Burden
Rafe, you are not going anywhere until you tell me what happened to you,” Dante said sharply, his hands holding Rafe’s shoulders firmly, his voice low but edged with tension that made Rafe feel cornered even though he was still slumped half against Dante’s chest and half on the bed, the room spinning slightly from the alcohol he had taken earlier and from the residual headache that throbbed behind his eyes.“I-I’m fine,” Rafe slurred, trying to push Dante’s hands off gently, but Dante did not budge. “I-I got this, it’s nothing, really, just a little mess, I-I swear I can handle it,” he mumbled, words trailing because he was still tipsy and aware of Dante’s piercing stare that seemed to see right through him, through the lies and half-truths he was trying to offer.“Nothing?” Dante repeated, tilting his head, his eyes narrowing. “You think these bruises came out of nowhere, Rafe? Tell me the truth. I have all day to wait, so you might as well start talking before I get impatient.”Rafe
Owned by biker enemy I Have You
“Be careful,” Dante said sharply as he pushed the door open with his shoulder, Rafe limp in his arms, his breathing uneven and warm against Dante’s neck.One of the househelps gasped softly. “Sir, is he hurt.”“He fell,” Dante replied, not slowing, his voice already impatient with the question. “Open the guest room.”Another voice followed nervously. “Do we call the hospital.”“No,” Dante said. “The doctor is coming.”He carried Rafe down the hall himself, ignoring the way his arms were starting to ache, ignoring the curious looks that followed him because this was his house and he did not owe anyone an explanation, even if this was the first time they were seeing him like this, tense and focused on someone who was not himself.Rafe stirred faintly, mumbling something that did not form words, his fingers clutching weakly at Dante’s shirt.“I have you,” Dante muttered under his breath, not sure why he said it but not taking it back either.He laid Rafe on the bed in the guest room, adj
Owned by biker enemy I’m Getting Too Close”
Why are you answering like that,” Rafe said into the phone, his words loose and uneven, as if they were tripping over each other before they left his mouth.Dante slowed his steps immediately, the noise of the street fading into the background as he focused on the sound of Rafe’s voice, something about it wrong enough to make his spine go stiff.“Where are you,” Dante asked, keeping his tone even even though his hand tightened around the phone.Rafe laughed softly, not amused, just tired. “You always ask questions like that, like you are my keeper or something.”“Rafe,” Dante said, firmer now, “have you been drinking.”There was a pause, a long one, and then Rafe sighed like the question itself was exhausting. “Why do you care, are you still with her.”“With who,” Dante asked.“Your girlfriend,” Rafe said, bitterness creeping in, clumsy and unfiltered. “The woman from earlier, the one moaning all over your office like she owns you.”Dante stopped walking completely. “I do not have a g
Owned by biker enemy Interrupted Desire
Why are you calling me,” Dante said into the phone, his voice low as he stepped out of the car and shut the door with more force than necessary.He stood there for a second in the quiet street outside the private restaurant, one hand still on the phone, the other shoved into his coat pocket, staring at nothing while the city hummed around him, and the silence on the other end made his chest tighten in a way he did not like at all.“Rafe,” he said again, slower now, irritation mixing with something sharper, something that felt too close to concern. “Talk.”The call had come out of nowhere, his name lighting up the screen while he was halfway through walking to the entrance, and it had thrown him off balance in a way that annoyed him because very few things did that anymore.He ended the call when there was still no answer, frowning at the screen before slipping the phone away, telling himself he was overthinking it, that Rafe was a grown man and whatever he was doing was not Dante’s re
Owned by biker enemy You Told Me to Go Home
I should leave,” Rafe whispered to himself, barely moving his lips as he stood frozen in the hallway.He said it again under his breath, softer this time, like repeating it might turn it into action, but his feet did not listen and his hands stayed limp at his sides while his eyes burned and his chest felt too tight to breathe properly.“This is none of my business,” he muttered, forcing one step backward, then another, until his shoulder brushed the wall and he felt ridiculous for sneaking around like this in a place he worked.He took a breath, steadied himself, then curiosity crept back in like a bad habit he could never kick, whispering that one look would not kill him, that he deserved to know what he was reacting to, that maybe he was overreacting and needed proof.“Just one look,” he told himself, already hating how desperate he sounded.He moved closer to Dante’s office, slow and quiet, every sense sharp and buzzing, and when he reached the door, he leaned just enough to see i
Owned by biker enemy Trust Is a Weapon
So you’re just going to stand there pretending you’re furniture or are you actually going to say something useful,” Anita said without looking up from the screen.Rafe blinked, shifted his weight, then cleared his throat like he had been caught thinking too loudly. “I was trying not to get in your way.”Anita scoffed. “If you were in my way, you’d already know.”“That’s comforting,” Rafe said, then glanced at the wall of screens again, his eyes tracking a map that kept looping back to the same districts. “Those disappearances aren’t random, are they.”Anita finally turned, one brow lifting slightly. “Explain.”Rafe stepped closer, careful not to touch anything. “The times are scattered, the families are different, but the locations overlap too neatly. Someone is moving them through a familiar route, not improvising.”She stared at him for a long moment, then leaned back in her chair. “Keep talking.”“And the response delays,” Rafe continued, gesturing with his hand. “They only happen
Owned by biker enemy Divided Loyalties
The hotel room smelled faintly of detergent and something floral that Rafe could not place, and the door had barely clicked shut behind them before Camila kicked off her shoes and dropped her bag on the chair without even looking at him, her movements sharp and distant like she was already tired of
Última atualização : 2026-03-17Owned by biker enemy The Devil’s Test
Marcus was already talking by the time Dante finished lighting his cigarette, his voice filling the office with that familiar tone that always meant he had something he thought was important and urgent and irritating all at once.“I told you I would keep an eye on him,” Marcus said, dropping a smal
Última atualização : 2026-03-17Owned by biker enemy The Choice
Rafe was still standing near the desk when Dante slowly placed the phone back in its cradle, his gaze never leaving Rafe’s face and the silence that filled the office started pressing against Rafe’s nerves until he had to swallow just to steady himself.For a moment neither of them spoke.Then Dant
Última atualização : 2026-03-17Owned by biker enemy The Devil I Serve
FlashbackRafe came in earlier than usual that morning because once Dante decided he would work under him there was no point pretending the schedule belonged to anyone else, and the clubhouse was still quiet when he walked in with a cup of bad coffee and the same headache that had been sitting behi
Última atualização : 2026-03-17
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