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Chapter 162
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2025-06-21 08:20:00Third POV
The morning sun trickled through the sheer curtains of the training house, spilling soft golden light over the polished floors. It was far too early for anyone in their right mind to be awake, but Gavin was already sprawled dramatically on the grass just outside the main training room, groaning like someone had stolen the last piece of chocolate from his hidden stash.“Axel,” he whined, dragging out his name like a child begging for candy. “Julian gets to go on a secret vacation to Greece. A whole relaxing trip! Why can’t we get something like that, huh?”Axel stood several feet away, arms crossed over his broad chest, watching Gavin’s antics with a mixture of amusement and thinly-veiled disapproval. His stance was as disciplined as always, legs apart, posture ramrod straight, and eyes that could probably disarm a bomb with how focused they were.“Gavin,” he said calmly, in that infuriating tone that made Gavin want to scream into a pillow, “you’re already
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Third POVCassiel pressed his knuckles against the wooden study door and exhaled. His pulse was a little faster than it should be, a little more restless. Inside, the dimly lit room was a sanctuary of leather, books, whiskey, and silence — or at least it usually was. Tonight, it felt heavy, oppressive. There were ghosts in the corner of his mind. There were memories trying to claw their way back into the present.He turned the handle and entered without knocking. Enzo glanced up from a stack of documents on the corner of the large mahogany desk and sighed when their eyes met.“It’s late, Cass.” His voice was gravelly, worn from years of service. “Your honeymoon just ended. Shouldn't you be resting instead of… obsessing over something you shouldn’t be thinking about?”Cassiel crossed the room and fell into the leather armchair across from him. His knuckles were white against the armrests. “I saw him, Enzo.”Enzo pressed his lips together. “Here we go again.”“
The Devil In A Suit Chapter 169
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Third POVJulian pressed the two small, colorfully designed slips against his chest and turned back toward Cassiel with a mischievous glimmer in his eyes.“Guess what I got today?”Cassiel remained sitting on the balcony lounge, a whiskey glass dangling casually from his fingertips. His piercing green eyes glanced up just briefly, eyebrows raised in a silent inquiry.Julian crossed the balcony in a few brisk steps and held the two slips forward. “Tickets… to a concert tonight. A really intimate show… a small place… nothing grand, just pure soul, pure feeling. I thought… we could… you know… cut away from all this… madness… just for a few hours.”Cassiel sighed quietly, the softness creeping into his normally hard tone. “…Where?”“At The Black Swan. A little jazz lounge a few blocks away. I… I thought it might be… nice… to do something normal… just you and me.”Cassiel pressed his lips together and nodded. “…All right.”Julian’s face broke into a nervou
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Third POVMiss Lena pressed her knuckles against her forehead, battling the rush of shame and fear threatening to overwhelm her. The two wooden boxes were safely hidden in her drawer, under a stack of linen napkins. She tried not to look at them immediately; instead, she turned back toward the phone resting on her side-table and pressed it against her ear.“Lucian?” Her voice faltered at first, then grew firm. “Lucian… please… please come over. I… I need your help.”Lucian sighed on the other side of the phone. “Miss Lena, you’re not sick again, are you?”Miss Lena pressed her lips together. “Not sick… not physically, anyway. It’s… something else. I… I want to give something… a kind of… a surprise… a… a gift… to Cassiel and Julian.”Lucian fell silent for a moment. “A gift? Miss Lena, you do realize we’re not in the habit of… exchanging tokens. Everyone’s busy. Everyone’s on edge.”Miss Lena nodded, although nobody could see her. “I know… I know… but it’s som
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Third POVMiss Lena pressed the wooden spoon against the side of the saucepan, letting the rich tomato sauce slowly drip back into the pot. The rich smell filled the small, dimly lit kitchen, adding a homely feeling to a place that seemed more a temporary refuge than a permanent home.The phone resting on the counter beside her buzzed — once… twice… then fell silent briefly… then buzzed again, more insistent this time. Miss Lena sighed under her breath and turned off the stove, wiping her hands hurriedly on a nearby towel.She pressed a shaky finger against the phone’s face and pressed “Answer” immediately upon seeing the name on the screen.“Miss Lena.” The voice was gravel-like, piercing, and icy — a voice that made her pulse tremble under her skin. There was no “hello.” There were no greetings. There was only pure urgency.Miss Lena pressed the phone close against her ear. “Y-yes… I’m here.”“Don’t waste my time.” The voice remained firm and threatening. “
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Third POVThe room was silent except for the rhythmic clicking of a small metal ball tapping against the edge of a glass desk—steady, patient, unhurried. Shadows played on the cold cement walls, dancing from the flickering flame of a single scented candle that did little to warm the room’s cruel chill.A man sat behind the large desk, dressed in a dark robe, one hand gently stroking the head of a sleek black hound sitting loyally at his feet. His face remained partially obscured beneath the shadow of his cowl, but the gleam of his amber eyes shone like coals in the dark.The silence was broken by the sound of a door creaking open, then soft, deliberate steps.“My Lord,” a gruff voice spoke.The man didn’t turn. He didn’t have to. “Speak.”“He’s in Greece.”There was a pause. The ball stopped clicking.“Cassiel,” the man said, slowly. “What a strange place for a monster to rest.”The lackey stepped forward and placed a file on the desk. The cover r
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