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Marked as Compromised

ผู้เขียน: B.C Black
last update วันที่เผยแพร่: 2026-03-24 03:02:12

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 the conversation she knew was coming.

Rafe stood near the door for a moment.

“I got called today,” he said finally.

Camila turned around slowly.

“By who,” she asked, her tone flat.

“The head of opera
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  • 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   Collision Protocol

    Rafe used the call as an excuse to step away from Dante’s office, nodding once as if the ringing phone had suddenly become urgent business, and Dante barely looked at him as he waved him off, already distracted by whatever had pulled his attention away. Rafe did not wait for a second invitation. He picked up the package Dante had placed on the edge of the desk earlier, slid it under his arm, and left, his heart beating too loudly for his liking as the door closed behind him.The hallway felt longer than usual, quieter than usual, and Rafe kept his head down, reminding himself of Dante’s voice from the previous day, steady and firm, laying out instructions one after the other like rules that could not be bent without consequences.“No taxis,” Dante had said, leaning against his desk, eyes fixed on Rafe like he was imprinting the words into him. “You book a taxi and you make it easy, and easy gets people killed.”Rafe remembered nodding then, even though his stomach had twisted, and now

  • Owned by biker enemy   Seen and Protected

    Rafe learned quickly that Dante did not waste time once he decided something mattered, because the messages started the very next morning and they did not stop, quiet instructions passed to him in low voices, notes folded carefully and pressed into his palm, addresses spoken once and never repeated, names mentioned without context like he was expected to already understand their weight.“You will deliver this,” Dante told him, sliding a small envelope across the desk, “and you will not read it.”Rafe nodded.“And if I am stopped,” Rafe asked.“You will not be,” Dante replied, “because I already made sure you are seen.”Rafe swallowed.“That does not make me invisible,” he said.Dante looked up at him.“No,” he said calmly, “it makes you protected.”Rafe was not sure how much comfort he was supposed to take from that.By the end of the week, his phone stayed silent in one specific way that made his stomach twist, because he had blocked every number he knew belonged to his superiors, bl

  • Owned by biker enemy   Everyone Saw

    Rafe learned quickly that Dante did not waste time once he decided something mattered, because the messages started the very next morning and they did not stop, quiet instructions passed to him in low voices, notes folded carefully and pressed into his palm, addresses spoken once and never repeated, names mentioned without context like he was expected to already understand their weight.“You will deliver this,” Dante told him, sliding a small envelope across the desk, “and you will not read it.”Rafe nodded.“And if I am stopped,” Rafe asked.“You will not be,” Dante replied, “because I already made sure you are seen.”Rafe swallowed.“That does not make me invisible,” he said.Dante looked up at him.“No,” he said calmly, “it makes you protected.”Rafe was not sure how much comfort he was supposed to take from that.By the end of the week, his phone stayed silent in one specific way that made his stomach twist, because he had blocked every number he knew belonged to his superiors, bl

  • Owned by biker enemy   Terms of Involvement

    Dante leaned back in his chair, his fingers loosely wrapped around his glass, his eyes still on Rafe like he was waiting for something, some kind of reaction that had not come yet, and Rafe knew exactly what Dante thought he was seeing.He thought Rafe was overwhelmed.He thought Rafe was just another man shocked by ugly truth.He did not know.Rafe swallowed slowly, his throat dry even with the whiskey sitting heavy in his chest, and he kept his face as neutral as he could manage even though his mind was spinning too fast to hold onto one thought properly.Dante exhaled.“This is how it works,” Dante said, his voice steady now, slipping into explanation like he had gone over this a hundred times in his head already, “these traffickers do not operate alone, they cannot, not at this scale, so they partner with people who can look the other way.”Rafe nodded faintly.“Police,” he said.Dante gave a small nod.“Not just police,” Dante replied, “the ones in power, the ones who sign report

  • Owned by biker enemy   Trust on Trial

    For a second Rafe felt the cold rush of panic climbing up his spine when Dante asked for the phone, but he forced himself to stay calm because panic was the kind of thing men like Dante could smell from across the room and if he showed even a hint of fear then Marcus would notice too and that would

    last updateปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2026-03-17

  • 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

    last updateปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2026-03-17

  • Owned by biker enemy   Three Days

    Rafe was halfway through the paperwork spread across the desk when his phone started vibrating inside his pocket, the sound soft but sharp enough to make his stomach twist immediately because hardly anyone ever called him during working hours unless it was something he did not want the Devils overh

    last updateปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2026-03-17

  • Owned 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

    last updateปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2026-03-17
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