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Kade POVHis chest rises and falls a little too fast, frustration burning in his gaze when he finally flicks it toward me. “You’re not invincible,” he mutters, voice lower now, rougher. “And acting like you are doesn’t make it fucking true.”My throat tightens, but I force myself to scoff, to push past the feeling clawing at my chest. “And what? You’re worried about me now?”His lips part like he’s about to say something, but he doesn’t. Instead, he exhales sharply, shaking his head like he’s trying to reel himself in.For a second, it’s quiet again.“Fuck you, Mercer.”I snort. “You wish.”His glare is immediate, but the tension in his jaw relaxes slightly. “Yeah, and here I was thinking we were having a moment.”Rolling my eyes, I shake my head. “Your moments are fucking exhausting.”He smirks, tapping his fingers against the wheel. “And yet, you love them.”Another scoff, but this time, my chest doesn’t feel so fucking tight.The silence lingers, but it’s different now, lighter. I
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Kade POVWalking into Rook’s place is always a weird experience. It’s too big, too fucking clean, the kind of estate that screams old money and too many empty rooms. It’s the exact opposite of what I grew up with, and every time I step inside, I feel like I don’t belong in it.But I don’t hesitate. Not tonight.Kicking off my shoes, I ignore the grand entrance, the polished floors, the ridiculous amount of space that no one actually needs, and head straight for the stairs. I know where I’m going. I’ve been here enough times now to find my way to Rook’s room without thinking about it.His footsteps are steady behind me, not rushing, not pushing, just there. I can feel his eyes on me, probably waiting for me to snap, to change my mind, to run like I always do.But I don’t. Reaching the top of the stairs, I take a left, pushing open the heavy-ass door that leads into his space, the only place in this entire house that actually feels like him.The room is big, obviously, but not in the sa
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Rook’s POVKade is asleep. He fell asleep too quickly, but then again, neither of us got much rest in the car. I should sleep too, I want to but my head won’t shut the fuck up, not with everything spinning in my mind.Sliding out of bed, I move carefully, making sure I don’t wake him before grabbing a shirt and heading downstairs. The estate is quiet, the kind of silence that feels unnatural, too heavy, too still. But my father?He’s already waiting.I don’t even sit before speaking. “What did you find?”His expression is carefully neutral, but there’s something in his eyes, something hesitant. I recognize that look.My stomach tightens. “You fucking knew,” I snap, not needing him to say it. He knew. He’s always known.“Let me explain.”I laugh, sharp and humorless. “Explain?” I drop into the chair across from him, leaning forward. “Go ahead, explain how you’ve known this whole damn time and didn’t think to tell me.”He exhales slowly, like he’s picking his words carefully. “Mercer’s
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Rook POV“That’s supposed to fucking help?” My voice cracks, raw and furious. “That’s supposed to make any of this fucking better?” My hands tremble, my head shaking again as I pace, trying to get a grip, trying to breathe, but it’s not working. “I killed him.” The words taste foreign, bitter, acid burning the back of my throat. “I fucking killed him.”I remember that day, all I knew was he killed my grandfather. My father watches me, his expression unreadable, like he’s trying to gauge just how far I’m about to spiral.“You did what you were told to do,” he says simply. “You were sixteen. You didn’t even know who he was.”I let out another bitter laugh, sharp and broken, dragging my hands through my hair. ”And that makes it okay?"He doesn’t answer, because there is no fucking answer.The weight of it crashes down, pressing on my chest like I can’t fucking breathe. My hands drag over my face, trying to ground myself, but it does nothing. Nothing makes this better. Nothing makes this
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Kade POVSighing, I push the covers off and sit up, stretching before standing. The shift in movement has Rook pulling his arm back, exhaling as he rolls onto his back, one arm resting over his face. He still doesn’t say anything, just lies there like he’s trying to keep himself grounded.I grab my clothes, moving around the room with purpose, pulling my shirt over my head and grabbing my jeans off the floor. I can feel his eyes on me, can sense him watching, but he doesn’t speak, doesn’t move, doesn’t throw out some smug comment like he normally would.I’m not sure I like it.“You getting up, or are you just gonna lie there like a lazy fuck all morning?” My voice is steady, casual, like I’m not watching him for any cracks, for any more signs that something’s still off.Rook doesn’t react at first, but after a few more seconds, he shifts, dragging himself upright with a heavy exhale. “Yeah, yeah,” he mutters, running a hand through his hair before finally swinging his legs over the si
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Kade POVThe silence is unbearable.It presses against my skin, suffocating, making my head fucking pound with the weight of everything Rook isn’t saying. His grip is still tight on the wheel, his jaw locked, his entire body tense, like he’s bracing for something. Like he knows what’s coming and refuses to stop it.I shouldn’t have fucking said anything. I should’ve let this ride out until it was obvious, until I caught him slipping away instead of forcing him to admit it.But he won’t even fucking do that.“You know what’s worse than you deciding I wasn’t worth it?” My voice is sharp, but there’s a shake to it I hate, a fucking weakness I can’t control. “The fact that you don’t even have the balls to say it.”His fingers flex against the wheel, his mouth pressing into a hard line. “Kade...”“Don’t.” I cut him off before he can try to smooth this over, before he can say something that sounds like an excuse but is really just a way to push this under the fucking rug. ”Don’t say my name
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Rook’s POVThe moment Kade disappears into his apartment, I grip the wheel tighter, staring at the door for a second longer than I should before finally pressing the gas. I don’t know where the fuck I’m driving, but I need to move, need to put distance between me and the way he looked at me before he walked away.Sleep never came last night, not that I expected it to. How the fuck could I sleep knowing what I know? Every second I spent lying next to him, feeling the warmth of his body against mine, I knew it was temporary. I knew the truth was coming, and when it did, it would rip through everything we built and leave nothing behind.Getting over what my family did to his is one thing, hell, getting over my family killing his dad as some fucked-up revenge after he killed my grandfather? That would take more than just time. But him finding out it was me? Even if I was just sixteen, even if I had no idea who the man was at the time—no. There’s no way back from that.And even if somehow
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Rook POVFacing her, I decide to ease into it. “So, I spoke to Daddy Mercer,” I say, watching as her eyes light up instantly.“Is he having fun with Aunt Amelia?” she asks, tilting her head.“He was,” I say, dragging out the word before shaking my head like I’m disappointed.Her little brows furrow. “What did Daddy Mercer do now?” she exclaims, throwing her hands up like she already knows it’s going to be something ridiculous.I sigh dramatically. “Well, he went to play hockey.”She blinks at me. “That’s not stupid. Daddy Mercer does stupid stuff.”Snorting, I nod. “True, but him trying to check someone and instead tripping over his own feet, slamming into the ice, and smashing his face definitely was.”She gasps before bursting into laughter, her giggles so loud even the soldiers and capo glance over. She clutches her stomach, barely able to catch her breath. “He fell?” she wheezes between laughs.“Flat on his
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Kade POVA lump forms in my throat. “I’m sorry you didn’t feel like you could say them on our wedding day. But why now? Why were you going to give them to me on our anniversary when I had gotten worse, not better?”“Part of me hoped it would make you realize. The other part of me was ready to not give it to you at all and hide it for another five years. Honestly? I probably wouldn’t have given it to you. I just told myself I would.”I roll the ring between my fingers, the weight of it sinking into my palm like a stone. It’s not just a ring. It’s everything I missed, everything I ignored, everything Rook held onto when I didn’t even realize he was waiting for me to catch up.I swallow hard. “You really thought you’d have to hide this for another five years?”He watches me, and there's something heavy in his eyes. “I didn’t just think it, Kade. I knew it. I told myself I’d give it to you on our anniversary, but deep down, I knew I wouldn’t. Because y
Pucking Forbidden Claim Original Plan
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Kade POVThen, slowly, his expression shifts.Oh, no. “Rook—”He doesn’t let me finish. His hand fists in my shirt harder, and before I can dodge, his mouth is on mine, hot and insistent.I try to pull back, try being the key word, because Rook is stronger right now, and he’s stubborn, and there’s no way in hell he’s letting me escape.I groan against his lips, gripping his shirt as I kiss him back despite my earlier refusal. His other hand slides up, tangling into my hair, keeping me exactly where he wants me.It’s messy. heated and when he finally pulls back, breath heavy, I know my lips are definitely stained red.I stare at him, trying to glare but failing. “I told you—”Rook smirks, swiping a thumb over my lower lip. “Worth it.”I shake my head, but I can’t even be mad, because, yeah. It kinda was.Exhaling, I rub a hand over my face as Rook glares at me, still standing too close, still looking far too smug w
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Pucking Forbidden Claim Beautiful Me
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Rook POVMy nails shine like there are thousands of tiny little diamonds on them. Harlow is chuckling, highly amused as we get out of the car and she drags me into the next place.“You’re really going to do this?” Rose looks at me.“Yeah,” I mutter, looking at Harlow as she climbs onto a chair. “She’s fucking happy. If I say no, that goes.”“Daddy Rook!” Harlow waves her arms, and Rose just smirks.“You realize she’s going to go big and bold, right? No natural tones. You’re going to come out of here looking like a clown.”“Well then, I’m her clown,” I state and walk over, sitting beside Harlow.“What’s the plan?” the woman looks at me.“Ask Rose,” I say, pointing to Rose. The plan is they pretend to put makeup on her. She gets lipstick and eyeshadow and a bit of blush, but everything else is fake. I don’t want her having whatever else on her face.I think Rose mentioned foundation? Maybe it was primer? I’ve got no fuckin
