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Chapter 53: Dance again
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Switched at the Mafia Auction Chapter 64: Amateur
~ Avelyn ~The Elvans let her in, I was glad but I knew they weren’t doing me a favor but because Ariana’s mom had called and how could they refuse a daughter of an aristocrat?There were nights we called each other into the small hours, trading secrets like we were buying them cheap. We were a nervous little pair, two girls who had learned early how to make a life with the pieces other people threw at them.You learn the language of loyalty in bits. It isn’t pledged with grand gestures but it’s a sandwich you share on a rainy day. It’s a promise that you won’t tell, even when it would be easier to lie. It’s a phone call that lasts until one of you falls asleep.The years shifted and I fell in love quietly, clumsily with someone named Kyle. He was a constant that did not look like a life-saving raft. He was steadiness in the form of late-night medical textbooks and a laugh that landed in my chest like someone coming back home. I told myself, in the quiet places, that love would be a
Switched at the Mafia Auction Chapter 63: A yellow umbrella
~ Avelyn ~The stage fell away first. Not the lights, not the music the stage itself, the world beneath my feet collapsing into a single moment that smelled like sweat and spilled wine and panic. I remember the fall, the way the floor came up to meet me faster than my brain could decide whether to be ashamed or afraid. I remember the sting along my hip and the metallic taste that bloomed in my mouth. And then, instead of my reflexes to kick in, instead of me to jump back and and continue my moves like nothing happen. I couldn’t and I didn’t.I lacked the strength to pull myself up. So I stayed down and like a film snapped backward into memory lane. I found myself in the past. It was raining the first time I met her.Not the polite drizzle we get now, it was a proper, theatrical rain that makes the gutters sing and corkscrew silver ribbons down the pavement. It was one of those afternoons that smells of wet chalk and petrol, the sky flattened to a single grey sheet that refused to
Switched at the Mafia Auction Chapter 62: Gilded cage
~ Avelyn ~I hadn’t heard from Ariana in four days.Four whole days.I checked my phone every hour before training, between stretches, before stepping on stage even in the damn bathroom like some lovesick fool. Still nothing. The last message I’d sent was still hanging there, unread, like it was mocking me.You okay? Call me when you can.That was all I’d written, but what I meant was please, please, please tell me you’re safe. Tell me I didn’t break you too.The silence that followed was so loud it drowned out the music in my head.By morning, I’d gotten tired of pretending not to care. I told myself she was just busy, maybe her phone was dead, maybe she was mad but no matter how many excuses I invented, my chest still felt like someone was twisting it from the inside.So when I couldn’t take it anymore, I did the one thing I swore I’d never do again. I went looking for Xander.Maybe he could find her. He definitely had resources, connections, ways to reach people that I didn’t.Ev
Switched at the Mafia Auction Chapter 61: Survive a week
~ Avelyn ~The sound of heels and soft bass echoed off the mirrored walls and before I even stepped through the glass doors of the training room the smell of perfume, sweat and expensive desperation hung thick in the air. A smell I was starting to recognize as the signature scent of the clubs under Xander’s empire.I walked in quietly, clutching the strap of my bag as if it were an anchor. The others girls were already there. Stretching, laughing, whispering. And of course, staring.Not directly like before but I could feel their eyes slice into me like tiny blades, slipping away the second I turned my head. They’d whisper behind palms, lips twitching, eyes flicking in my direction as if I were some exotic creature that had wandered into their enclosure.Great. Another day, another silent circus.I spotted Alice at the far end of the hall, perched on her yoga mat like a colorful bird about to burst into song. Relief washed through me instantly. I made a beeline for her, ignoring the m
Switched at the Mafia Auction Chapter 60: A win is a win
~ Avelyn ~I searched for them until the music started to sound like noise, loud noise pounding against my skull. But Kyle and Ariana were no were in sight.The corridors in this place all looked the same and it was making my head dizzy. Seeing the same old glossy floors, mirrored walls, perfume and liquor hanging thick in the air. Every time I asked someone if they’d seen a red-haired girl with a sharp tongue and a man who looked like he was built to save lives in the emergency ward, I got the same answer, blank looks or a lazy shrug.Finally, a security guard in black said they’d left. “Together,” he added. “Got into a car a few minutes ago.”That made my stomach twist. Kyle would never just… leave. Not after what happened between us in the garden. And Ariana, she had enough fire in her to chew me out for an hour at least.So why leave?I lingered by the exit, scanning every passing face, hoping they’d reappear, but they didn’t. The whole thing felt off, but what else was I suppose
Switched at the Mafia Auction Chapter 59: Survive the interest
~ Avelyn ~Then he spoke again, “Under the bed now. Unless you want to lose your feet when this is over.”For a full second, I just stared at him. Surely I’d misheard. Xander? Helping me?But his tone wasn’t one that invited second-guessing. I dove under the bed before the thought even finished forming. The floor smelled faintly of wine and cedarwood. From the sliver of light between the rug and the frame, I saw his bare feet move farther towards his arm chair. His steps were ever so calm and deliberate. A complete contrast to my hammering heart. Next, I saw the sight of boots. Three pairs and heels belonging to that woman.“Master,” one of the men said, his voice too respectful to hide the tremor. “We’ve come with a report. It concerns a girl named Avelyn.”My heart dropped to my stomach.Xander’s voice came lazy, indulgent. “I’m listening.”The woman spoke next, I recognized those soprano voice that yelled at me earlier in the crowd. Her tone was sharp with self-righteous venom. “S
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