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Chapter 36: Inside The Wire
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2025-07-19 09:00:00The knock came again slow, deliberate, three steady taps, pause, then two quick ones. I froze. My whole body tightened like a coiled spring. That knock wasn’t random. It was a signal, a code I knew all too well from my days undercover in the SAPS.
I glanced at Raffaele. His dark eyes were sharp and alert, muscles tensed like a predator ready to strike. My hand instinctively tightened around the grip of the pistol hidden beneath my jacket.“Who is it?” I whispered, trying to keep my voice steady.“Travis,” came the familiar, hoarse reply from the other side of the door.Travis Naidoo. Once my closest partner in SAPS, a brother-in-arms. But the years had changed us both, and in this world, trust was always fragile, like glass on the verge of shattering.A heavy weight settled in my chest, warning me that something was wrong. But I pushed the hesitation aside. We needed to know if we had an ally or another threat.I eased the door o
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The Law And The Liar Chapter 46
I couldn’t breathe.I stared at the screen, frozen, my eyes fixed on the frame that held my brother Kaden alive.Alive.Every bone in my body screamed that it was impossible. That it was a trick of the light, a ghost conjured by exhaustion and grief. But it wasn’t. His face was older, sharper, but unmistakably his.My brother. The boy I had grown up with. The man I buried in a closed casket.My knees buckled, and I caught the edge of the table to stay upright.“How long have you known?” I whispered to Leo.He looked uncomfortable. “I only got the footage last night. I didn’t believe it either. I ran it through three databases.”“And you didn’t think to tell me the moment it came in?”“I did.” His tone softened. “But I also knew this would break you, Myra.”I swallowed hard. “It didn’t break me.”But it did. A little. The crack in my chest widened, spilling something I’d locked away fo
The Law And The Liar Chapter 45
“We’ll fight this together. And I mean it.”His words echoed through the silence like a vow raw, steady, and frighteningly sincere. For a moment, I couldn’t speak. I just stared at him, trying to reconcile the man in front of me with the Mafia boss I had chased for years. The man whose world was dipped in blood and secrets… was now offering me something dangerously close to loyalty. Maybe even redemption.“Raffaele,” I said quietly, eyes locking with his, “don’t say that unless you’re ready to burn everything down with me.”“I am,” he replied. “I already started.”That look in his eyes it wasn’t the usual arrogant charm or the veiled darkness I’d come to know. It was something else. Something deeper. A flicker of wariness. Regret. Maybe even grief.But before I could ask him what that meant, his phone buzzed. A single text. He looked at the screen, and something in his jaw tightened.“What is it?” I asked.“Nothing we can’t handle.” He pocketed the phone, but I wasn’t buying it.“Raff
The Law And The Liar Chapter 44
I didn’t speak much during the drive. Myra sat in the passenger seat, arms folded tightly, eyes on the road like it might betray her. Like if she looked at me, we’d say the things we weren’t ready to admit. That the sex wasn’t just sex. That the danger wasn’t only from outside. She smelled like last night like sweat, and skin, and sin and it was driving me insane. The safehouse was tucked into the hills north of the city. Gated, guarded, invisible to the public. No cameras. No staff. Only me, her, and the silence we kept pretending didn’t hum with everything we hadn’t said. When we stepped inside, she crossed her arms and turned in a slow circle, taking in the sleek, cold luxury. “This your idea of laying low?” I shrugged. “It’s secure.” She snorted. “Of course it is. It’s the kind of place where murderers vacation.” I walked past her, ignoring the jab. “One bedroo
The Law And The Liar Chapter 43: The Cold Light Of Consequences
When I woke up again, the sun had climbed higher. A soft beam filtered through the curtains and settled on my skin like a reminder that reality always comes in the morning. Raffaele wasn’t in bed. The sheets were still warm, but he was gone. I sat up, dragging the comforter around me. My thighs ached, my lips were still tingling from the way he kissed me like I was both punishment and prize. And yet, there was a hollow space beside me now. One I didn’t want to admit felt familiar. I found his shirt on the floor and pulled it over my head, padding out into the apartment. He stood near the window, shirtless, suit pants hanging low on his hips, cell phone in hand. His voice was low and curt. “No. Not yet. Tell Nico to hold the damn shipment until I say otherwise.” His back was tense. Controlled rage, held in check by sheer will. When he noticed me, his eyes softened but just for a s
The Law And The Liar Chapter 42: Dangerous cravings
I should’ve walked away. Slipped out while he slept, buried everything we’d done in a locked vault of bad decisions and false comfort. But I didn’t. I stood in my kitchen wearing nothing but his shirt, clutching a half-empty mug of cold coffee like it could anchor me. The air still smelled like him earthy cologne, smoke, and the memory of his skin against mine. My thighs ached, my lips were swollen, and my heartbeat hadn’t found its rhythm since he touched me. I heard him before I saw him. Bare feet on the floorboards. A soft grunt. Then his voice, thick with sleep and something else entirely. “You’re still here.” I didn’t turn. “Don’t sound so surprised.” “I’m not,” he said. “I’m relieved.” His heat pressed into my back, bare chest brushing the thin fabric of the shirt. His arms slid around my waist, and I stiffened even as my body reacted betraying me, leaning back against him. “Don’t,” I said. But my voice lacked bite. It came out soft. Pleading. His lips brushed my neck.
The Law And The Liar Chapter 41: The Morning After Lies
I woke up with sunlight creeping through the blinds, slicing gold across the sheets tangled around my legs. For a brief, stolen moment, I forgot everything.Forgot the badge on my dresser.Forgot the wiretaps and threats and suspicions.Forgot the man sleeping beside me had once lied so beautifully I almost forgave him for everything.Raffaele lay on his side, one arm under the pillow, his chest rising and falling with a rare kind of peace. He looked younger like this. Softer. Human. But I couldn’t afford to forget who he really was.I slipped out of bed slowly, carefully. My body ached in all the ways his touch left behind hot, lingering memories still tingling on my skin.I caught a glimpse of myself in the bathroom mirror. Hair wild. Lips swollen. A bruise blooming just under my collarbone where his mouth had claimed me hours ago. I splashed water on my face.This wasn’t just reckless. This wa
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