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"THEY DON'T WANT YOU"
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2026-06-05 03:22:57
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THE COST OF SAVING HIM A QUIET AFTERNOON
The morning after Kane left felt longer than it should have.I wandered. Not with a destination, just moving through rooms because staying still felt worse. The new house was different from the last one — slightly smaller, slightly warmer somehow, though still far too large for the number of people actually living in it. I passed through the sitting room, looked out a window for a while, walked back through the hallway, and generally accomplished nothing useful for about an hour.Then I noticed the kitchen door was open.I almost walked past it. Then a smell reached me and I stopped completely — warm and sweet and familiar in a way that had nothing to do with expensive houses or security rotations or any of the past few weeks. It smelled like something my mother used to make on slow Sunday mornings, something that belonged to a version of life that felt very far away right now.I stood in the doorway for a moment. Inside, one of the older housekeepers was working at the counter, her h
THE COST OF SAVING HIM ALONE AGAIN
Nadia's POVI woke up annoyed. Not because of the hospital, not because of my arm, not because of the fact that I was living in yet another unfamiliar house. No. I was annoyed because of a stupid head pat — a stupid, ridiculous, completely unnecessary head pat.I pulled the blanket over my face immediately, as if that would somehow erase the memory. It didn't, unfortunately, because the moment I closed my eyes I remembered exactly how close he'd been standing, the way he'd looked down at me, the almost-smile, and then — *happy to be home now?*I groaned into the pillow.I threw the blanket off and sat up. Not thinking about him today. Not happening. I got dressed, brushed my hair, ignored every thought that had his name attached to it, and headed downstairs.Breakfast was already prepared, the dining room quiet and warm, sunlight streaming through the large windows. One of the maids greeted me politely, I smiled, sat down, and immediately started eating. Peace. Finally — no Kane, no L
THE COST OF SAVING HIM TOO CLOSE
The file remained on the desk between them, untouched. Kane looked at it once, then away, and his father took another slow sip of tea, waiting, patient, like he already knew what the answer would be.Kane leaned back slightly. "I won't be available."His father looked at him, then said calmly, "No." A pause. "No objections." Another sip. "I wasn't asking, I was informing you."The room stayed quiet. His father placed the cup down and stood slowly. "The details are inside the file, you'll read them, you'll think about them," his eyes staying steady, "and you'll make the correct decision."Kane remained seated. His father adjusted his jacket and headed toward the door, then stopped halfway without turning. "You've been distracted lately," he said, and I don't tolerate distractions." Then the door opened and closed behind him, and the office went quiet.For several seconds Kane didn't move. Then he reached forward, closed the file, and stood.The drive back felt longer than usual — dar
THE COST OF SAVING HIM AN ASSESSMENT
Kane's POVThe hospital doors opened automatically and cold air met him immediately. Kane adjusted his sleeve once and kept walking — no rush, no delay — and the black SUV was already waiting outside with the driver standing beside it and the engine running. Lev stood near the car, looked at Kane once, and opened the back door. Kane got in, the door closed, and the car pulled away.Nobody spoke. Several minutes passed before Lev looked up from his phone. "Your father called."Kane looked outside. No reaction."He wants to see you."Silence."When," Kane said, still looking forward."Now," Lev answered immediately.Of course. Kane looked outside again and said nothing, and Lev returned to his phone, and the drive continued.Forty minutes later the gates opened onto a large property — old money, security, distance — and the car stopped. Kane stepped out and nobody greeted him, nobody needed to. Inside it was the same house, same silence, same atmosphere that had never changed in thirty
THE COST OF SAVING HIM AN ASSESSMENT
Kane's POVThe hospital doors opened automatically and cold air met him immediately. Kane adjusted his sleeve once and kept walking — no rush, no delay — and the black SUV was already waiting outside with the driver standing beside it and the engine running. Lev stood near the car, looked at Kane once, and opened the back door. Kane got in, the door closed, and the car pulled away.Nobody spoke. Several minutes passed before Lev looked up from his phone. "Your father called."Kane looked outside. No reaction."He wants to see you."Silence."When," Kane said, still looking forward."Now," Lev answered immediately.Of course. Kane looked outside again and said nothing, and Lev returned to his phone, and the drive continued.Forty minutes later the gates opened onto a large property — old money, security, distance — and the car stopped. Kane stepped out and nobody greeted him, nobody needed to. Inside it was the same house, same silence, same atmosphere that had never changed in thirty
THE COST OF SAVING HIM ANOTHER LOCATION
Nadia's POVI didn't move for several minutes after he left, still not fully believing any of it — not the warehouse, not the video, not even the fact that Mara was safe. For some reason the thing my mind kept returning to was his face, not while he shot, not after, but before, that calm expression like he'd already decided, like my fear wasn't part of the equation at all. I looked away from nothing in particular. Wonderful.I stood slowly and this time nobody stopped me, though my arm protested immediately and I ignored it and walked to the window. Outside there were trees and private buildings, too clean and too expensive, and I stared for a second before looking away. Still a hospital. Still.A knock came and the nurse entered smiling politely, then stopped halfway when she saw I wasn't in bed. Her eyes moved to my arm, then to me. "You're standing."I nodded.She looked relieved, which was interesting, and walked in carrying folded clothes — my clothes — placing them carefully nea
THE COST OF SAVING HIM KANE'S POV
The black SUV rolled to a smooth stop beneath the covered entrance of Kane Corporation just after eight. Glass stretched upward in impossible lines above the vehicle, reflecting the pale morning sky and swallowing the surrounding buildings until the entire structure looked less like an office and mo
THE COST OF SAVING HIM PRIVACY
I woke up slowly, not because I wanted to, but because for a few seconds my brain simply refused to cooperate. Everything felt unusually soft, too soft, my body sinking slightly into the mattress, and for one brief moment before memory returned I thought I was home. Then I opened my eyes and immedi
THE COST OF SAVING HIM FORTY—EIGHT HOURS
For several seconds after Kane spoke, nobody moved. The room stayed exactly as it was — the morning light still stretched across the floor, the phone remained in my hand, Mara's name still sat at the top of the screen. Everything looked normal, which felt wrong, because a few minutes ago she had si
THE COST OF SAVING HIM WHO'S MARA?
Nadia's POV I woke up slowly, not because I wanted to, but because my body seemed determined to remain exactly where it was. For a while, I stayed still beneath unfamiliar sheets, staring at the ceiling and trying to understand why I felt unusually rested. That alone felt suspicious. The last th
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