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CHAPTER 113: IMPULSIVE ALLY

مؤلف: Lizzy Fash
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DAMIAN

I had witnessed bloodshed previously.

Indeed, I had created a sufficient amount of it in my life to overflow a river.

However, this occasion… This occasion seemed off.

Valour's demise wasn’t intended to occur in that manner.

And still, here I stood, walking back and forth in my study like a trapped creature, the sound of that gunshot resonating in my mind, fully aware of who had fired the weapon.

Rustov.

That lunatic. That frosty, dazzling, insane scoundrel.

I filled a glass for myself,
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  • STEEL'S CURVY SIN & SECRETS   CHAPTER 114: PREFUNERAL

    KNOXThe mortuary was excessively chilly.Not the type of cold that causes you to tremble — the type that lingers deep within your chest and remains there long after you depart. The type that prevents you from breathing properly.I had been waiting in that cursed metal chamber for nearly an hour, gazing at the white cloth draped over Sheriff Valour’s corpse. The attendants had gone outside to fetch the uniform for his burial — his badge gleaming, his medals bright — and the silence that remained was intolerable.It felt odd to see a man like him remain motionless. The Sheriff had been all noise and activity — heavy boots on gravel, that deep, steady voice capable of commanding a room or calming a kid in trouble. Looking at him now, silent, motionless, absent, felt illogical.I gulped and rubbed my palms together. They were trembling.“Good morning, Sheriff,” I murmured softly, my voice reverberating in the tiled space. "I didn't expect to see you in this manner, sir."I chuckled quiet

  • STEEL'S CURVY SIN & SECRETS   CHAPTER 113: IMPULSIVE ALLY

    DAMIANI had witnessed bloodshed previously.Indeed, I had created a sufficient amount of it in my life to overflow a river.However, this occasion… This occasion seemed off.Valour's demise wasn’t intended to occur in that manner.And still, here I stood, walking back and forth in my study like a trapped creature, the sound of that gunshot resonating in my mind, fully aware of who had fired the weapon.Rustov.That lunatic. That frosty, dazzling, insane scoundrel.I filled a glass for myself, hands shaking even after years of practicing stillness. The golden liquid twisted in the glass like remorse, reflecting the light of the lamp.I had cautioned him. I had instructed him to remain still for the time being. Yet Rustov was never known for his patience.And what now? The whole Moretti estate was overwhelmed with sorrow—and I, the old wolf hidden from view, observed my son crumble over the loss of a man who had regarded him as a son and burn with vengeance.The knock came late—too gen

  • STEEL'S CURVY SIN & SECRETS   CHAPTER 112: GRIEF 2

    JASSONI never imagined witnessing my father in tears this one lifetime. Steel Moretti—the man who constructed a stronghold from nothing and fury—did not weep. He ruined, reconstructed, and endured. That was all there was. That was the rule.Up until tonight.It began in such a flimsy way I almost considered it insignificant; I walked by his office, intending to pick up a book before going to sleep. The room was dim, and everyone was resting. Sin's room was finally quiet. Majesty’s tiny baby breaths occupied that area now, and for the first time in days, mom had slipped into a state of calmness.However, my father's light remained lit.I spotted him through the slightly ajar door, sitting with his elbows resting on his knees, holding that same picture of Sheriff Valour. The frame was damaged from being dropped repeatedly. It rested on the corner of the desk as if it could topple once more, and this time break entirely.I nearly walked away seeing him in that way—it didn't feel right.

  • STEEL'S CURVY SIN & SECRETS   CHAPTER 111: GRIEF 1

    CATALINAGrief has a way of making silence so loud.The home—typically bursting with disorder, joy, and Sin’s unfiltered voice—seemed empty now. Each tick of the clock echoed like a hammer. Each breath feels like a proclamation that remains unspoken: He’s gone.Sheriff Valor.Her dad.I had never witnessed Sin being quiet for such an extended period.And that frightened me more than any gun battle, more than any enemy.I entered the living room where the family was assembled.Mikhail reclined near the window, one hand resting on his chin, gazing outward as if the world needed to justify itself to him. Knox was walking back and forth, phone in hand, attempting to maintain order. The twins were murmuring to one another, too scared to voice anything above what their sorrow permitted.Amid everything—Sin lounged on the couch, a blanket draped over her shoulders, the baby dozing in her embrace.Dear God..She hadn’t uttered a sound since they returned from the hospital two days earlier.St

  • STEEL'S CURVY SIN & SECRETS   CHAPTER 110: AFTERMATH

    STEELI can't remember how I exited the vehicle.In one moment, everything was racing by — headlights glaring, rain pounding on the windshield, Jason yelling something I couldn’t catch — and in the next moment I found myself under the hospital’s floodlights, looking at the ground.In the blood.It flowed in heavy currents over the pavement, diluted by the rain, gathering around the motionless figure before me.Sheriff Valor.My father, her dad.The man I promised to safeguard because he once said to me, “If you love my daughter, love her openly. "Don't leave her to figure it out."And now he has left."Steel!" Jason's voice suddenly came from behind me. “Civilians are inside, Sin is in the delivery room, and Rustov’s men—”I missed the remaining words.All that I heard was the rumble of thunder, the wailing sirens, and the gentle sound of my heart shattering.As I stepped inside, the turmoil engulfed me like a tsunami. Nurses yelling. Crew members of mine yelling in response. Everyone

  • STEEL'S CURVY SIN & SECRETS   CHAPTER 109: CHILDBIRTH

    RUSTOVI sensed the tension in the atmosphere before anyone said anything.Conflict has always carried a strange smell— metallic, electric, recognizable. The type that made your arm hairs stand up and murmured, “Tonight, someone has to go for good.”I was positioned in the middle of the dark warehouse, the atmosphere heavy with gun oil and cigarette fumes. My team circled the table, quiet, anticipating my order.“Steel’s not paying attention,” I remarked at last, igniting my lighter and placing it next to the cigarette held in my mouth. The end glowed red, shining like a tiny star. "Sin is in labour so this is the best time to attack."They shared glances — brief, cautious ones.“That implies he’ll be at the hospital,” I went on, releasing smoke that spiraled upward like specters. "Right now, he’s not focused on firearms or land." He’s contemplating holding her hand though Intel says her labour is sudden and he is presently on a run with his men so let's seize the day."Kane, my lieut

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