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CHAPTER 214
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The muzzle of Greg’s pistol kissed my temple, still warm from putting a bullet in Echo’s skull."Move," he ordered, nudging me toward the nerve center’s main console.On the screen, my father waited. His fingers curled around Eva’s throat—not squeezing, just resting there, a promise. Behind him, Lina slumped unconscious, her neon-green hair matted with blood.Jeff lunged—Greg fired.The shot grazed Jeff’s thigh, sending him crashing into a bank of monitors. Glass shattered. Sparks rained down."Ah-ah." Greg tsked, pressing the gun harder against my skin. "Daddy wants a word."The screen flickered. My father leaned closer."Demetria." His voice was a scalpel sliding between my ribs. "You look unwell."I spat on the console. The saliva sizzled against overheated circuitry."Let them go."Father sighed, the way he used to when I’d failed a childhood exam. "Gregory, show her the footage from Zurich. The real footage."Greg tapped a key.The screensplit.A new video played:—Eva, strapped
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The alarms were a living thing—a shrieking, pulsing beast that rattled my teeth. Red emergency lights bathed the vault in hellish crimson, turning the fluid in the tank the color of blood.My twin’s golden eyes tracked me through the glass.Demetria Sofia Perez-Rykov.She mouthed my name when I did, her fingers twitching in perfect unison with mine. A marionette mirror. A grotesque echo.Greg was already moving, typing frantically at a hidden console beside the tank. “Initiate synaptic sync,” he barked into his comms.Jeff lunged for him, but his wounded shoulder gave out. He crashed to his knees, hissing through clenched teeth. “Demi—run—”The tank hissed.Amber fluid drained in a rush, and my twin—Echo—slithered forward as the glass slid open. Naked, glistening, her chest rising with her first unfiltered breath.Then she looked at me.And I——was seven years old, screaming as cold hands strapped me to a steel table——was twelve, sobbing as a needle pierced my spine——was drowning, a
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The video stuttered to life on my laptop, the timestamp showing three weeks ago.A sterile white room. A man strapped to a chair, electrodes snaking from his temples to a humming console. His pupils were blown wide, his lips moving silently.Then—the scream.It ripped through the safehouse speakers, raw and guttural. The man’s back arched as his skin moved, something slithering beneath his flesh like serpents under silk. His jaw unhinged.And he sang.Not words. Not even sounds a human throat should make. A cascading shriek of notes that sent Eva scrambling backward, her hands clapped over her ears.The screen went black.Silence.Greg’s voice was eerily calm. “That’s what your father’s selling to the highest bidder.”Lina gagged. Jeff looked at me like I held a detonator.And I—I finally understood.“It’s not a cognitive enhancer.” My tongue felt thick. “It’s a control protocol.”Greg nodded. “One heartbeat from the vault’s master terminal, and you’ll have the killswitch codes for e
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The safehouse hummed with the kind of quiet that always came before a storm.I sat cross-legged on the floor of the war room, my laptop balanced on my knees, the glow of the screen casting eerie shadows across the classified files Gregory Varga had so generously delivered. The encryption had been child's play to crack—either he severely underestimated me, or he wanted these files found.Jeff leaned over my shoulder, his breath warm against my ear. "That's the Alpine facility." His finger hovered over a blurred image of a concrete compound half-buried in snow. "But these schematics... these are new."I zoomed in. The blueprints showed subterranean levels that hadn't been there when we'd raided the place last winter. Deeper tunnels. Wider chambers. A whole new wing labeled Project Aegis in my father's precise handwriting.Eva appeared at my elbow, a mug of tea steaming in her hands. She'd changed out of Lina's sweatshirt into one of mine—a black cashmere sweater that hung loose around h
RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE EX-HUSBAND CHASED ME BACK CHAPTER 214
The gilded invitation arrived on a Tuesday, slipped between the morning’s security briefing and a stack of unopened Foundation donation requests. Heavy cardstock with embossed lettering, smelling faintly of bergamot and old money—the kind of scent that clung to my father’s study, to the leather-bound ledgers where he tallied his sins like quarterly profits.Mr. Jeff Ortega & Ms. Demetria PerezYou are cordially invited to celebrateThe 50th Anniversary of Rykov InternationalMy fingers tightened around the edge of the paper, creasing the pristine border. Across the breakfast nook, Jeff’s fork clattered against his plate, the sound sharp as a gunshot in the quiet penthouse."Absolutely not." His voice was low, a controlled burn beneath the words.Lina, ever the opportunist, snatched the invitation from my grip before I could react. Her dark eyes danced as she scanned the details. "The Grand Ballroom? Black tie optional?" She grinned, tossing her braid over one shoulder. "Can I come?""
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The sterile white lights burned away all shadows, revealing Father standing on an observation platform above us. He looked older than I remembered—his tailored linen suit hanging looser, silver streaking his temples—but his smile remained the same. Chillingly polite."Demetria." He spread his hands. "You've met your sisters, I see."All around us, the golden-branded children floated in their pods, their features varying but all bearing traces of my bone structure, my nose, my stubborn chin.Lina made a wounded noise behind me. "Sisters?"Father's gaze flicked to her. "Granddaughters, technically. Third-generation templates." He tapped the railing. "Though D-1 will always be my favorite."The central pod bubbled as the fluid drained. D-1's body slumped against the glass, her chest motionless. Not dead—dormant.Jeff's pistol never wavered. "What do you want, Ryans?""Want?" Father chuckled. "I already have everything." He pressed a button on his watch.The chamber rumbled as panels slid
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