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Egotistical maniac

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Alastair

The thought made me sick, but it was the only explanation that fit. Kyren was angry about my rejection, insulted that someone had dared to tell him he wasn't worth their time. Maybe he'd decided that if he couldn't have my cooperation, he'd settle for my pain.

I pulled out my phone and dialed his number, my hands still trembling with leftover adrenaline.

"Alastair?" He answered on the second ring, sounding surprised. "What's wrong?"

"Are you outside?" I asked, moving to my window and looking down at the street.

"What? No, I'm at home. Why would I be—"

"Don't lie to me." I could see a black sedan parked across from my building, too expensive for this neighborhood and positioned with clear sightlines to my front door. "I can see your car."

There was a pause, then a sigh. "I'll be right up."

The line went dead, leaving me staring at my phone and wondering what fresh hell I'd just invited into my life.

He appeared at my door five minutes later, looking perfectly
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  • The Devil You Made Me   A desperate need

    Alastair"What are you talking about?" I asked, Kyren stepped closer, and I could see something in his gray eyes that I'd never seen before, vulnerability mixed with determination, like a man who'd decided to gamble everything on a single hand."You bruised my ego," he said simply. "And apparently, that means I need to make you like me."The admission was so unexpected, so completely unlike the arrogant man I thought I knew, that it left me speechless for a moment."I don't want anything to do with you," I managed finally, but the words felt hollow even as I said them."Don't you?" He was close enough now that I could smell his cologne, could see the dried blood from where I'd punched him still staining his upper lip. "Not even the sex?"My breath caught in my throat. Because he was right, and we both knew it. Whatever else I felt about Kyren, the anger, the hurt, and the complete frustration with his inability to be honest about anything. I couldn't deny that the physical connectio

  • The Devil You Made Me   Egotistical maniac

    Alastair The thought made me sick, but it was the only explanation that fit. Kyren was angry about my rejection, insulted that someone had dared to tell him he wasn't worth their time. Maybe he'd decided that if he couldn't have my cooperation, he'd settle for my pain. I pulled out my phone and dialed his number, my hands still trembling with leftover adrenaline. "Alastair?" He answered on the second ring, sounding surprised. "What's wrong?" "Are you outside?" I asked, moving to my window and looking down at the street. "What? No, I'm at home. Why would I be—" "Don't lie to me." I could see a black sedan parked across from my building, too expensive for this neighborhood and positioned with clear sightlines to my front door. "I can see your car." There was a pause, then a sigh. "I'll be right up." The line went dead, leaving me staring at my phone and wondering what fresh hell I'd just invited into my life. He appeared at my door five minutes later, looking perfectly

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    AlastairFor almost a week, my life had felt almost normal. I woke up in my small apartment, walked downstairs to work at the studio, answered phones and scheduled appointments like any other office worker. No threatening visits from Luciano, no angry confrontations with Kyren, no mysterious phone calls or surveillance I could detect. Just the quiet routine of rebuilding a life from scratch.It was the kind of peace I'd forgotten was possible.I should have known it wouldn't last.The attack came on a Thursday night as I was walking back from the corner market, my arms full of groceries for the weekend. The street was quieter than usual, most of the shops already closed for the evening, and I was thinking about nothing more dangerous than whether I had enough coffee to last until Monday.Four men in dark clothes and ski masks were just immediately violent, they aimed at putting me down fast and hard.The first one reached me before I could fully process what was happening. His fist c

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