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Brother Against Brother
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2026-05-10 00:52:54
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The Don's Dirty Obsession Brother Against Brother
Gunfire exploded through the penthouse like thunder.Falcone moved faster than Cedric thought possible. He tackled Cedric hard, shoving him behind the heavy couch as bullets ripped through the air. Glass from the floor-to-ceiling windows shattered everywhere. Someone screamed. The sound of automatic weapons filled the room with deafening chaos.“Bedroom!” falcone barked, shoving a loaded gun into Cedric’s hands. “Panic room behind the closet. Go. Now!”Cedric gripped the gun, heart slamming against his ribs. The wire Dante had forced on him was still taped to his chest, recording every gunshot, every shout. “I’m not leaving you!”Falcone’s face twisted with fury and raw fear. “This isn’t a fucking rom-com, Cedric! Go!”He shoved Cedric toward the hallway and turned back, firing at Dante’s men with deadly precision. Cedric ran, but not toward the bedroom. He circled around through the kitchen, keeping low, glass crunching under his shoes. His hands shook so badly he almost dropped the
The Don's Dirty Obsession The Wire and the Noose
Cedric walked back into the penthouse at 2 AM, the wire taped tight against his chest burning like a brand. Every step felt like betrayal. The elevator ride up had been silent, his reflection in the mirrored walls mocking him the whole way. He expected falcone to be waiting with rage in his eyes and a gun in his hand. Instead, the living room was dark except for the city lights bleeding through the windows.Falcone sat on the floor in the middle of the scattered photographs, back against the couch, knees drawn up. He looked small. Broken. Nothing like the kingpin who ruled New York with blood and iron.Cedric stopped in the doorway, heart hammering so hard the wire probably picked it up.“I thought you left,” falcone said without looking up. His voice was raw, exhausted. “I thought… I deserved it.”Cedric swallowed hard. The wire pressed against his skin with every breath. He crossed the room slowly and sat down on the floor across from falcone, legs folding under him.“Tell me about
The Don's Dirty Obsession The Devil's Other Brother
Cedric sat rigid in the back of the black SUV as it sped through Staten Island streets. The leather seats smelled like cigar smoke and old blood. Dante Falcone lounged across from him like he owned the night, legs stretched out, one arm draped casually over the seat back. His smile never reached his eyes.The safe house was a crumbling old mansion tucked behind high stone walls and overgrown trees. Inside, the air was thick with dust, gun oil, and the low murmur of dangerous men. Dante’s soldiers stared at Cedric like they were already calculating how much he’d be worth in pieces. No one spoke. They just watched.“Relax, kid,” Dante said, leading him into a dimly lit study with dark wood panels and heavy furniture. He poured two generous glasses of whiskey and slid one across the scarred table. “You look like you’re waiting for someone to put a bullet in your skull. Sit down. Drink. We’re just talking.”Cedric stayed standing for a long moment, every instinct screaming at him to run.
The Don's Dirty Obsession The Confrontation
Cedric stood frozen in the middle of the study, the newspaper clipping trembling violently in his grip. Photos of his younger self lay scattered across the floor like evidence in a trial he never asked for. Falcone filled the doorway completely, blocking the only exit, his expression calm and unreadable as always.“You killed him,” Cedric said, his voice cracking hard. “Lily saw you. She told me everything. She remembered you that night.”Falcone didn’t deny it. He never fucking denied anything. Instead, he walked slowly across the room to the large window and stared out at the glittering city lights below, hands sliding into his pockets.“Your father was a monster,” falcone said quietly, almost gently. “He beat your mother for years. He gambled away every penny you had. He was going to sell Lily to settle his debts. I found the emails. She was only six years old, Cedric. Six. Some sick bastard in Dubai had already wired half the money.”Cedric’s stomach lurched violently. He felt lik
The Don's Dirty Obsession The Ghost in His Bed
Cedric spent the next week drowning in falcone’s world. Luxury and lies wrapped around him like silk chains. He sat in on business meetings in the penthouse, silent at first, watching hard men discuss shipments of guns and drugs and payoffs that made his stomach turn. He learned the architecture of an empire built on blood and fear. Falcone started asking his opinion on the dog-fighting raids. Let him sit in on talks about expanding the vet clinic. Even called him “my partner” in front of his lieutenants, who shifted uncomfortably and avoided Cedric’s eyes.At night, though, everything else disappeared.Falcone fucked him like he was still proving a point. Deep. Slow. Relentless. Hands pinning Cedric’s wrists above his head, mouth on his throat, hips rolling in that punishing rhythm that made Cedric forget his own name. Cedric came apart every single time, moaning and shaking and hating himself for how fucking good it felt. He’d bite his lip until it bled just to keep from begging for
The Don's Dirty Obsession The Terms of Surrender
Cedric followed falcone back into the penthouse, legs still shaky from the garage. The elevator doors closed behind them with a soft ding that felt too final. His knees still burned from where they’d hit the concrete. Marcus’s screams still echoed in his head.Falcone walked straight to the bar cart and poured two glasses of whiskey. His hands were steady, but Cedric caught the slight tremor in his fingers when he set the bottle down. Small. Almost invisible. But it was there.“Drink,” falcone said, handing him a glass.Cedric took it and downed half in one swallow. The burn felt good. “I meant what I said on the balcony,” falcone told him quietly. “I would have let you go.”Cedric laughed. It came out bitter and ugly. “Bullshit. You would’ve hunted me down within a week. Put a bullet in Marcus and dragged me back by the hair.”Falcone considered this, swirling the whiskey in his glass. “Maybe. But you didn’t walk. You chose me. On your knees. In front of everyone.”Cedric finished th
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