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The Hounds

Autor: Daniel Ita
last update Data de publicação: 2026-11-04 15:59:26

For three days, I slept in a bed that wasn’t mine, in a penthouse that felt like a museum.

Dorian’s apartment at the top of Blackwood Tower was a masterpiece of glass, steel, and silence. The security was impenetrable, the views of Manhattan were breathtaking, and the silence was deafening. After the fire, the chase, and the blood, the quiet felt like a physical weight.

I spent most of those three days in a deep, dreamless sleep, my body finally crashing from the adrenaline and trauma. When I f
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  • The Billionaire's Perfect Stranger    Blood and Ashes

    The helicopter’s searchlight blinded me, casting a harsh white glare over the shattered security gate.I threw the SUV into park and shoved the door open, ignoring Dorian’s shout to wait. My heels sank into the mud as I ran toward the woman standing in the middle of the road."Mom!" I yelled, my voice tearing through the roar of the chopper blades.Elizabeth Ashford didn't flinch. She stood perfectly still, her bare feet planted on the cold asphalt, her white hospital gown billowing like a ghost in the wind. The gun in her hand was steady, her aim locked on the belly of the helicopter."Get back to the car, Catherine," she said. Her voice was raspy from disuse, but it carried the unmistakable authority of a woman who had once ruled an empire."Mom, you're going to get yourself killed! Get down!" I reached for her arm.Before I could touch her, the helicopter banked hard to the right. The side door slid open, and a man leaned out with a high-powered rifle."Elizabeth Krane!" a voice bo

  • The Billionaire's Perfect Stranger    The Matriarch

    The hospital room felt like a tomb.The rhythmic beeping of Eleanor’s heart monitor was the only sound for a long, suffocating minute. Dorian’s hand tightened around mine, his knuckles turning white."What do you mean, she's not who I think she is?" I demanded, my voice echoing off the sterile walls. "I just found her. I saw her. She's sick, Eleanor. She's been brainwashed. She barely knows her own name."Eleanor winced, shifting uncomfortably against her pillows. Lucas placed a steadying hand on her shoulder."Victor didn't just break her mind, Catherine," Eleanor said, her voice heavy with exhaustion. "He didn't just erase her memories to keep her docile. He built a cage inside her head. But before he did that, he made sure she was useful.""Useful how?" Dorian asked, his voice a dangerous, low rumble."Elizabeth Ashford," Eleanor said, looking at me. "The woman we pulled out of that compound. She isn't just our father's widow. She is the missing link to the Crane dynasty."I shook

  • The Billionaire's Perfect Stranger    The White Wedding

    The wedding was supposed to be small.Just family. Just friends. Just the people who had bled alongside us in the trenches of Victor Krane’s war.But Dorian Blackwood, even stripped of his trillion-dollar empire, was incapable of doing anything small.Three months after he proposed in the empty hallway, I stood in the bridal suite of the Ashford Estate, staring at my reflection in a floor-length antique mirror. The dress was a masterpiece—a sleek, ivory silk gown that hugged my slight bump and pooled at my feet like liquid moonlight. Eleanor stood behind me, pinning a veil made of vintage lace into my hair."You look like a ghost," Eleanor said softly, her eyes meeting mine in the mirror."A good ghost, I hope," I replied, my voice steady despite the butterflies rioting in my stomach."A beautiful ghost." She smiled, but there was a shadow in her eyes. Eleanor had been quiet for weeks, jumping at shadows, her grip on her coffee cup too tight. I knew she was still recovering from the t

  • The Billionaire's Perfect Stranger    The Drowning Tank

    Victoria Krane’s eyes widened in genuine shock. She was a woman used to men with guns and corporate takedowns, not a woman in a Kevlar vest swinging a rusted iron crowbar.I swung it with every ounce of strength I had.Victoria dodged, the heavy metal grazing her shoulder instead of her skull. She stumbled backward, the remote control flying from her hand and skittering across the slick concrete floor."You little—" she hissed, reaching into her red suit jacket for a pistol."Lucas, get the remote!" I screamed.Gunfire erupted.The warehouse turned into a thunderstorm of flashing muzzles and deafening cracks. Dorian’s security team opened fire, dropping the two guards who had been hiding in the shadows. Victoria fired wildly, the bullet whizzing past my ear, hot and lethal.I didn't stop. I lunged for the remote, sliding across the wet floor on my knees. My fingers closed around the plastic device just as Victoria aimed her gun at my head."Don't," Dorian roared, stepping in front of

  • The Billionaire's Perfect Stranger    The Hounds

    For three days, I slept in a bed that wasn’t mine, in a penthouse that felt like a museum.Dorian’s apartment at the top of Blackwood Tower was a masterpiece of glass, steel, and silence. The security was impenetrable, the views of Manhattan were breathtaking, and the silence was deafening. After the fire, the chase, and the blood, the quiet felt like a physical weight.I spent most of those three days in a deep, dreamless sleep, my body finally crashing from the adrenaline and trauma. When I finally woke up on the fourth morning, the sun was streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the smell of fresh coffee was drifting in from the kitchen.I walked out of the master bedroom, wrapped in one of Dorian’s oversized silk robes, and found him standing at the kitchen island. He was on his laptop, his right arm still in a sling, a cup of black coffee in his left hand."You're awake," he said, his eyes softening as he looked up. "I was starting to think you were in a coma.""I was

  • The Billionaire's Perfect Stranger    The Fall of the Four Families

    The screen didn't stay black for long.A single, glowing white line appeared in the center of the monitor, blinking like a heartbeat. Then, the entire server room erupted into a deafening, mechanical scream. The black server racks shook violently, the cooling fans spinning up to a deafening roar. Sparks flew from a panel on the wall, showering the floor in a rain of orange embers."What's happening?" Eleanor yelled over the noise, shielding her face."Richard," I breathed, staring at the screen. "He's not just downloading it. He's wiping it."The monitors flooded with cascading lines of code. The quantum servers, the most secure digital fortress in the world, were being systematically gutted from the inside out."Get down!" Dorian shouted.He dropped Victor's unconscious body and lunged for me, dragging me to the floor just as the overhead lights exploded. Glass rained down. The hum of the servers turned into a high-pitched whine, a dying mechanical screech.And then, silence.Absolut

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