เข้าสู่ระบบI was the perfect wife. The Senator’s daughter. The woman who smiled while her world burned. For three years, I played the part. I ignored the lipstick on my husband’s collar, the late nights, and the cold indifference. I accepted the "open marriage" I never asked for, just to keep the peace. But peace is a lie. And tonight, I’m done playing by the rules. One night of rebellion at the city’s most exclusive underground club was supposed to be my escape. Instead, it was a collision course with the past. The Mercer Brothers. Silas, the ruthless king. Dante, the violent enforcer. Julian, the beautiful psychopath. They were my brother’s best friends. The men who warned me to stay away. The monsters who run this city from the shadows. Six years ago, they told me to run. Tonight, they blocked the exit. I thought the night couldn't get worse—until I went home and found out the truth. My husband didn't just cheat on me. He gambled me away. He owes the Mercers millions, and he just offered me as the collateral. Now, I belong to them. They say they want to protect me. They say they want to ruin me for anyone else. Silas commands. Dante breaks. Julian corrupts. I thought I was walking into a prison, but as the walls close in, I realize the terrifying truth: I’m not the victim in this story. I’m the weapon they’ve been waiting for.
ดูเพิ่มเติมDante’s POVThe rain had started to fall, slicking the streets of the city with a sheen that reflected the neon lights like spilled oil. I gripped the steering wheel of the armored Range Rover, my knuckles white.Silas was in the passenger seat, laptop open, monitoring the audio feed from the bug we’d slapped on Ivy’s bumper. Julian was in the back, cleaning a knife, the rhythmic shhk-shhk sound the only noise in the cabin.We were parked three blocks away from the penthouse Ivy shared with that waste of oxygen."She’s inside," Silas said, his voice tight. "She just entered the code for the elevator."I stared at the building. It was a glass needle piercing the sky, a monument to wealth and pretension. I hated it. It was a cage for a bird that was meant to fly."Why are we waiting?" I gritted out. "We should be kicking down the door.""Patience, Dante," Silas murmured, though I could see the vein ticking in his jaw. "We need cause. We need her to realize she’s in danger. If we storm i
Silas’s POVThe door clicked shut, severing the connection between us. The silence she left behind was louder than the music vibrating through the floorboards of The Abyss.I stared at the heavy oak door, my hand still tingling where I had touched her waist. Ivy. My best friend’s little sister. The forbidden fruit we had all sworn never to taste."She’s shaking," Julian murmured, breaking the silence. He was still staring at the spot where she had stood, his expression a mix of hunger and concern. "She was terrified.""She was alive," I corrected, walking back to the bar to pour three fingers of scotch. I didn't offer any to my brothers. They could get their own. "For the first time in six years, she was actually breathing."Dante pushed off the wall, his jaw tight. He paced the room like a caged tiger, the energy radiating off him enough to spark a fire. "We shouldn't have let her go, Silas. You saw her eyes. She wanted to stay. We could have taken her home. Kept her.""And then what
Ivy’s POVThe glass in my hand was the only cold thing in the room. Everything else was scorching."Ruin me," I repeated, the words tasting like forbidden fruit.Silas didn't smile. He wasn't a man who smiled. He simply watched me with that intense, hawk-like gaze. "Yes. Ruin you. So that when you go back to him—and you will go back, because you’re too duty-bound to leave yet—you won’t be able to let him touch you without thinking of us."Julian took the glass from my hand and set it on the table. "You’re trembling, Ivy.""I’m scared," I admitted."Good," Dante said from behind the couch. His hands came down to rest on my shoulders, his fingers digging into the tension there. "Fear makes you feel alive. You’ve been dead for years, haven't you?"He was right. I had been a walking corpse in a designer dress."Show us," Silas commanded softly."Show you what?"" The fire." Silas leaned back, watching me. "Kiss Julian."My heart hammered against my ribs. "What?""You heard him," Julian sa
Ivy’s POVMy back hit Julian’s chest. He was solid, unyielding, a wall of muscle behind me. Dante stood in front, closing the distance until the tips of his shoes touched mine."Let me pass, Dante," I said, trying to inject authority into my voice. It came out as a breathless squeak.Dante chuckled, a dark, rumbling sound. He reached out, his rough thumb tracing the line of my jaw. His touch seared my skin. "Let you pass? We just found you. It’s been six years, Ivy. You don't get to just walk away again.""I’m married," I blurted out. It was a desperate shield, a flimsy defense.The temperature in the hallway dropped ten degrees.Silas stepped out of the shadows. He had been watching, silent and lethal. He walked toward us, his movements fluid and terrifying. He stopped inches from me, forcing Dante to step back slightly, but not enough to give me an escape route.Silas looked down at me, his eyes devoid of any warmth. "We know," he said. His voice was calm, which made it scarier. "Gr
Ivy’s POVThe bass in The Abyss thumped against my chest, matching the frantic rhythm of my heart. The air smelled of expensive scotch, exotic perfume, and bad decisions. It was dark, lit only by strobe lights that cut through the haze like lightning.I shouldn't be here. This was their territory.
Ivy’s POVThe sound of a silk tie sliding through a collar was usually a sound of intimacy. Tonight, it sounded like a noose tightening.I sat on the edge of the California King bed, my hands folded in my lap. The pristine white sheets were smooth, unwrinkled, just like everything else in our penth












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