ログイン"Get down here."Alejandro’s text was a blunt stone thrown into the silence of the Las Vegas Penthouse Loft. No context. No fluff. Victor stared at the screen, a bitter taste in his mouth. He’d hoped the games were over now that Mateo had claimed his territory. Mateo, the twin who actually treated him like a person instead of an obstacle. At least, that was the theory.Alejandro was already hunched over his mahogany desk when Victor walked into the office, scrawling his name on a stack of documents held by his assistant. He didn't look up, merely pointing a gold pen toward the leather sofa—a non-verbal command to sit and shut up.Victor sank into the cushions. He watched the way Alejandro’s bicep strained against the fabric of his tailored shirt with every stroke of the pen. The male was built like a predator, all lean muscle and hidden violence. Those were the same arms that had pinned Victor down the night before, claiming him with a desperation that felt nothing like the hatred Ale
"Why is your face like that?" Victor’s mouth twisted into a dry smirk. "I've been here for weeks and we haven’t even shared a bed. A guy with your reputation must be losing his mind.""Don't worry," Mateo said, grabbing Victor’s waist and pulling him close. "I have the entire night mapped out for us. You won't be disappointed."Victor’s eyes grew round, making him look startlingly innocent. "Another scheme to mess with your ex’s head?""My Olivia obsession is dead." Mateo felt the truth of it as he spoke. "You killed it."Victor’s hand slid up Mateo’s arm, his fingers trailing over the hard muscle. "I’m sorry.""Don't be. I'm not weeping into my pillow over her. I just saw that I was hunting a trophy I didn't actually want. I just wanted to prove I could take it." Mateo realized he had been trying to force himself into Olivia’s high-society pack circles, a world that would never truly accept a Vargas wolf. Alejandro had figured that out years ago. It took a club dancer to make Mateo s
"Nothing. He didn't catch a scent of the truth. In fact, he handed over a tribute." I tilted my chin, letting the light catch the gold doves. The weight of our shared secret made me reckless enough to bait him.Alejandro let out a sharp, jagged bark of a laugh. "Mateo loves to decorate the Property."The heat from last night vanished. The Alex who had worshipped my skin was gone, replaced by the cold Alpha of the Vargas pack. The transition was like a bucket of ice water."We need to discuss the fallout of last night and how to bury it."I leaned back against the terrace railing. My body still hummed from his touch, making his sudden distance feel like a physical blow. "Bury it?""Mateo doesn't need to know my teeth were in your neck. I'm assuming you had enough survival instinct to keep your mouth shut?"He looked lethal in that black suit. The contrast between his polished, buttoned-up exterior and the carnal memory of him pinning me to the floor made my pulse spike. He stepped into
"How much does he know?" Alejandro's voice was a jagged whisper.He didn't look at me. He stared out over the Las Vegas Penthouse Loft, his eyes tracking the shimmer of the desert heat. His hand gripped his mug so tight his knuckles turned bone-white."Nothing." I stepped onto the terrace, the dry air hitting the sweat on my neck. "He thinks I was just lazy. Sleeping off a long shift."Alejandro turned. His eyes were dark, searching my face for a slip. "He’s an Alpha, Victor. He has a nose for blood and betrayal. You think he didn't catch the scent of another wolf in your sheets?""I jumped into my own bed just in time." I leaned against the railing, my muscles screaming. "He gave me these."I held out the box. The gold doves caught the light, mocking the heavy silence between us. Alejandro let out a harsh, dry laugh that sounded like shifting gravel."Doves." He shook his head. "Mateo always was the one for symbols. Peace. Fidelity. He’s marking his territory with jewelry because he
“Morning.” Mateo stepped out of the lift, his scent hitting the air like a cold front. He didn't look at the coffee in my hand. He looked at my face. "You look like shit, Alex. Rough night?"My throat went dry. The mark on my neck—Victor’s teeth—felt like it was glowing. "Just paperwork. Didn't expect you back until the moon was high."Mateo tossed his keys onto the marble console. The metal clattered, a sharp, violent sound in the quiet penthouse. "Change of plans. The Silver Crest meeting ended early. Where is he?""Who?" I tried to keep my voice level. My heart was a drum in my ears."VX. Victor." Mateo started toward the hallway. Toward my bedroom. "I need him ready for the Crystal Dance Stage tonight. Dr. Elena Castillo sent over the new vitals. We’re pushing the expansion ahead of schedule."I moved. Faster than a human, blocking the corridor. "He’s asleep, Teo. Let him be. He had a... long shift at the club."Mateo’s eyes narrowed. The amber in his irises flickered, a warning f
Victor's head fell back against the cold stone wall, his breath hitching in a broken sob. "Teo, don't."Teo froze, his massive frame trembling with the effort of restraint. He stared down at Victor, his amber eyes clouded with a jagged mix of confusion and possessive heat. "Not like this. I thought you—""It's fine." Victor reached down, his fingers digging into the hard muscle of Teo’s glutes, pulling the Alpha back into the heat. "Just... don't stop. Please."Teo let out a guttural sound, part growl and part surrender. He took control of Victor’s mouth again, his kiss turning feral as he began to move. The initial tear was a sharp, white-hot spike, but as Victor adjusted to the sheer girth of the Alpha, the agony began to melt into something thick and heavy."You're Alejandro’s mate," Teo hissed against the pulsing vein in Victor's neck."And yours," Victor gasped, his back scraping against the wall as Teo’s thrusts turned rhythmic and punishing. "The blood-bond... I’m yours."The p
"Get the other brother in here."Santiago’s voice didn't just command; it echoed off the cold stone walls of the hidden chamber. Alejandro followed him through the heavy iron door at the back of Diamond Crown Jewelry. This wasn't a corporate office. It was a den, thick with the scent of old parchme
"Forget about him."The command was a growl in my own skull, but it didn't take. Alejandro was a haunting presence. He knew I’d lied about the protection, which meant he knew I was hunting for something else. If it wasn’t the Star, what was he hiding? I needed a deeper lead. Mateo’s surface-level i
"You’re enjoying this."Alejandro’s voice was thick, a low vibration that rumbled against my spine. My own throat felt tight, locked by a heat I didn't want to admit to. He stopped the stinging, his palms softening, kneading my bruised skin to dull the fire. Then his hand slid lower. His fingers fo
"The twins are moving into the Grand Casino?"The message on the encrypted app sat there, glowing against the dim light of the Las Vegas Penthouse Loft. I stared at it. Why was the Alpha of the Vargas Syndicate here? It made sense now. They were pushing Victor and the others out because a bigger pl







