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Chapter Ninety Five

Penulis: Bee
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-09-06 21:16:26

The agonizing tension of the afternoon continued to warp the quiet air inside the bakery, stretching each minute until the clock on the wall felt like a heavy weight pressing down on my chest. By three o'clock, the bright sunshine pouring through the glass storefront had become a hot, bright glare that made the sweat break out along the back of my neck. I had spent the last three hours moving like a machine behind the counter, packing loaves of bread and wiping down the glass display cases wi
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    Hearing him say my name with such raw, possessive devotion made a sweet, heavy ache blossom deep inside my core. I looked up at him, my eyes locking onto his rugged, handsome face. In the dim light of the bedroom, he looked incredibly tired, the heavy lines of stress and responsibility etched deeply around his eyes and jaw. For all his power and violence, he was carrying a burden that would have crushed any ordinary man, and for the first time, I wanted to understand the darkness that had shaped him into the ruthless king he was today. "How do you do it, Stone?" I asked softly, my fingers gently tracing the sharp line of his jaw, feeling the rough stubble against my fingertips. "How did you become someone who can face an entire army without ever showing fear? You never talk about your past. You never talk about how you became the president of the Reapers." Stone went completely still for a moment, his dark eyes darkening even further as my words seemed to pull him back into a pl

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    The heavy weight of the world seemed to slow down the moment the thick wooden bedroom door clicked shut, locking the rest of the violent, chaotic world of the Iron Reapers outside. Inside the master suite, the air was still warm and heavy, smelling faintly of the expensive copper and leather that always seemed to cling to Stone’s skin. The intense, explosive anger that had just vibrated through the floorboards from the church room downstairs began to melt away, leaving behind a deep, exhausting silence. I stayed tucked under the thick gray sheets of the king-sized bed, my heart still beating a frantic rhythm against my ribs, though the fear was no longer about the police or the angry senior brothers. It was a completely different kind of heat now, a soft, total surrender that made my entire body feel weak and pliable. Stone walked over to the side of the bed, his movements slow and deliberate. The terrifying monster who had just broken a young boy’s bones on the oak table downstai

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    The heavy silence inside the bedroom did not last long. Downstairs, the chaotic reality of running a lawless empire was still waiting. Stone stayed pinned against me for only a few more minutes, his heavy chest rising and falling as the wild adrenaline slowly left his muscles. He kissed my forehead one last time, a hard, possessive press of his lips, before he slid off the bed. He didn't say a word as he walked into the master bathroom to wash his brother’s blood off his hands and face. When he came out, his expression was completely cold and focused. The unhinged monster from the church room was gone, replaced by the calculating president who had ruled the Iron Reapers for years. He threw on a clean black shirt, grabbed his matte-black handgun from the sheets, and shoved it into his waistband. "Stay in this room, Tessa," he ordered, his voice flat and commanding. "Don't look out the windows. Don't open the door for anyone but me." With that, he walked out, his heavy boots ech

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    "Look at him!" Stone roared, his deep, gravelly voice ragged and breathless as he stared down the senior brothers. He wiped a streak of blood across his own cheek, his eyes glaring with a protective madness that could not be broken by any law or any government. "Look at this rat! You think you can talk to the police about my woman? You think you can suggest framing my little dove to save your own pathetic skins?" He took a heavy step toward Big Mike, his chest heaving as he pointed a bleeding finger straight into the veteran's face. "Let this be the only warning this table ever gets!" Stone shouted, his voice vibrating through the walls of the building. "I don't give a fuck about the state police! I don't give a fuck about the federal heat! If any man at this table ever mentions her name again, if any man tries to vote on her freedom or suggests putting her in a cage that isn't mine, I will slaughter you right where you sit! I choose her! Do you hear me? I choose this civilian g

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