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THE WILD CAT Chapter 31
The fight started the second Serial stepped fully onto the mat.She moved like a predator—fast, precise, no wasted motion. Riley raised her fists, trying to find her center, but her body betrayed her immediately. The limp made her stance uneven; every shift of weight sent fresh pain spiking up her leg. Serial didn’t hesitate.The first strike came as a jab to Riley’s ribs. She blocked—barely—but the force rattled her teeth. Serial followed with a hook that clipped Riley’s jaw, snapping her head to the side. Blood bloomed inside her mouth.“Fight back, 100!” Serial snarled, circling. “Or is running all you know how to do?”Riley ducked the next punch, weaving left, but Serial anticipated it. A knee drove into Riley’s midsection, folding her in half. Air whooshed out of her lungs. She staggered, gasping.Lucas frowned from the edge of the mat. “Serial. Enough. Let her get up.”Serial ignored him, landing an open-palm strike to Riley’s shoulder that spun her halfway around.“Continue,” A
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The next morning came too soon, cruel and bright through the narrow window slits. Riley woke to a body that felt like it had been run over—every muscle screaming, thighs burning, core tender in a way that made her cheeks heat with fresh shame. She swung her legs over the edge of the bed and stood. Pain lanced up her left leg immediately; she bit her lip to keep from crying out and limped toward the attached bathroom. The shower was scalding, the kind that turned skin pink and steam thick enough to hide in. She stood under the spray until the water ran cold, scrubbing at the marks Armani had left—fingerprints on her hips, bite marks on her neck and shoulder—like she could erase last night if she tried hard enough. She couldn’t. The ache between her legs was proof enough. When she stepped out, towel wrapped tight around her, she found new clothes laid across the foot of the bed. Black training leggings, a fitted cropped tank in dark gray, fresh sports bra, socks, and running shoes. All
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Armani didn’t pull out.He stayed buried to the root, hips flush against hers, letting her feel every thick inch of him while her body still fluttered with the aftershocks of coming undone. His chest rose and fell in heavy drags against her breasts. Sweat slicked the space between them. The iron headboard had left faint red lines across her palms where she’d gripped it.He lifted his head just enough to look down at her.Her eyes were glassy, cheeks flushed, lips swollen and bitten red. Tears had dried in salty tracks at her temples. She looked wrecked. Beautifully wrecked.And still defiant.“You’re shaking,” he murmured, voice gravel-rough. One hand slid up to collar her throat—not squeezing, just resting there like a claim. His thumb stroked the frantic pulse under her jaw. “Still hate me?”Riley swallowed. The movement pressed her throat harder against his palm.“More than ever,” she rasped.His cock twitched inside her at the words.“Good.”He rolled his hips once—slow, deliberat
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The heavy oak door slammed shut behind Armani with a finality that echoed through the stone walls of the old estate. The lock clicked—twice, the deadbolt and then the chain—and Riley was alone in the room that had once been her prison, now dressed up like a gilded cage. Velvet drapes the color of dried blood. A four-poster bed that looked too large for one person. A single lamp burning low on the nightstand, throwing long shadows across the Persian rug.She stood in the center of the floor, still wearing the torn coffee-shop apron over her jeans, arms wrapped tight around her middle as if she could hold herself together that way. Her breathing came shallow and fast. She could still smell gunpowder on her skin, could still hear the wet scream of the woman Armani had shot in the leg.The door opened again less than five minutes later.Armani stepped inside without knocking. He had shed the black coat; now he wore only a dark button-down, sleeves rolled to the elbows, the top two buttons
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Riley’s povThis wasn’t happening. Not now. Not after everything I’d clawed my way through to get free.My heart hammered so hard I could feel it in my teeth. The coffee shop smelled like burnt espresso and terror—people whimpering under tables, glass crunching under Armani’s boots, the metallic tang of gunpowder hanging thick in the air. I pressed my back harder against the counter edge until the metal dug into my spine, grounding me. Anything to keep from collapsing.They were real. All three of them. Lucas behind me, Theo blocking the hallway to the back exit, Armani standing in the middle of the wreckage like he was posing for a photograph titled Reclamation.I forced my voice steady. “Who are you people?”The lie tasted like ash.Lucas let out a low, disappointed chuckle—the same sound he used to make when I tried to bite through the zip ties back in the beginning. He stepped closer. I felt the heat of him at my back before his arms tried to cage me in a hug from behind.“Hey, ki
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Months had passed since the nightmare. Riley had almost convinced herself the shadows no longer hunted her. She had rebuilt something resembling a life—small, quiet, ordinary—pouring coffee instead of fighting for her freedom. The triplets felt like a bad dream she’d finally outrun.Until today.She burst through the back door of the little coffee shop, breathless, hair still mussed from sleep.“You’re late, Ri,” Lina said without looking up, already holding out the black apron like a disappointed mother.“I know—I overslept. Sorry.” Riley snatched the apron, tying it with shaking fingers. She forced a smile. “Won’t happen again.”Lina snorted, wiping down the counter. “You need a new alarm. Or maybe a cattle prod.”Riley managed a weak laugh and slipped behind the register, tying on her name tag like armor.The morning rush blurred past—cappuccinos, lattes, hurried thank-yous—until her eyes snagged on him.A man sat alone in the far corner booth. Black baseball cap pulled low. Black
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