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2026-11-07 16:35:32The fight had drained out of me somewhere between the last punch I threw and the last word I didn't say.
Marco had come back from Dominic's place looking like a man who'd lost a war he refused to name. There was blood on his knuckles and a storm sitting behind his eyes that he thought he'd hidden well enough, but he hadn't. I had spent years learning that man's face the way soldiers learn maps. Every line and every
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The fight had drained out of me somewhere between the last punch I threw and the last word I didn't say.Marco had come back from Dominic's place looking like a man who'd lost a war he refused to name. There was blood on his knuckles and a storm sitting behind his eyes that he thought he'd hidden well enough, but he hadn't. I had spent years learning that man's face the way soldiers learn maps. Every line and every crack."You're bleeding," I said."I'm fine.""You're bleeding, Marco.""It's fine, Aurora."And God help me, instead of walking away, instead of doing the smart thing, the thing I'd
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AURORAI had seen Marco at practically every level of anger, arrogance, and outright stupidity, but never—not once—had I encountered a man this fucking needy. The bastard had turned recovery into a full-time punishment for everyone around him.Viktor had started avoiding him altogether. Dominic and Lilliana were too wrapped up in their own lives to be bothered. Sammy and Mia were safely out of reach, which left me. Apparently, I was the last surviving idiot responsible for keeping Marco alive.It turned out the man had absolutely no idea how to stay in bed and do nothing. None. Zero. You'd think, in this glorious age of social media, streaming services, and AirPods, keeping an injured man entertained would be the easiest fucking job in the world.Apparently not when the injured man was Marco.Every time I stepped outside, I had to give him a detailed itinerary like I was reporting to a parole officer. Where was I going? What was I doing? How long would I be gone? And God forbid I ran f
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MARCOPain was the first thing I noticed when I woke up, even before I opened my eyes. The incessant beeping of the machines was far too familiar, and that pungent smell of sanitiser was even more disturbing. I groaned, trying to move my body a little when a sharp ache settled somewhere beneath my ribs, spreading through my chest and down my side every time I breathed.I grunted, breathing through my nose as slowly as possible. The last thing I remembered—or thought I did—was Viktor’s arrogant face sneering down at me. Dominic was there, maybe Sammy too, though my brain was too fried to be sure. Through the haze, I caught the sound of someone crying and overheard faint muttering about bad timing and gunshots. Or maybe that was just the morphine playing tricks on my mind. God, I hated this. It was driving me completely out of my head.I squeezed my eyes shut, praying for the agony to dull even a little, but it didn't do a damn thing. Every inch of my body, my arms, legs, every single j
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Chapter 79 SIMON I thought I understood Aurora. I thought I had learned the contours of her cruelty and the shape of her compassion, the strange and mesmerising balance she maintained between loyalty and violence, discipline and chaos. But I was fucking wrong.The Aurora I saw tonight, the woman who walked into this vengeance and bone-deep devotion, was an entirely different creature, a monster of sorts, and something too sharp to touch and too beautiful to look at for long without feeling like I was committing a dangerous sin.I watched her work with a precision that transformed brutality into a kind of art, not senseless violence but calculated, deliberate, unmarred by hesitation or guilt. Every movement she made was purposeful. I had seen killers before, assassins, soldiers, and men who hid behind bravado and false toughness. But Aurora wasn’t like them. She
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AURORAPeople channel grief in their own way, and so did I. I did not believe in God, or at least prayed for a long time except for a few visits to church when Ralph insisted. I’d failed to realise how a man like him ended up with a rosary in his hand when blood was all he spilt.And blood was all I could see in my deepest, darkest moment of grief. A quiet, razor-sharp clarity filled my bloodstream like venom and turned every breath into purpose, every thought into a weapon. That was what the world became for me the moment Viktor said Marco had been shot. Everything before that was panic, a blur of white corridors and sterile smells, voices overlapping until I couldn’t distinguish fear from rage.But the moment I stepped out of that hospital, the moment I inhaled the cold nig
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AURORAIf I had a dollar for every time a shitstorm had hit the Romano household, I’d be a rich woman. Not that I was not rich now, but you get my point.I felt bad for Lilliana, but I had very few words to console her. So, when I figured that I’d be of no help there, I decided to take up a long-promised coffee with Simon. Weirdly, this man was always available. I could call him at 3 am and he’d still pick up the phone on the second or third ring.The café Simon chose was small, quaint, but delicious.The coffee had gone cold somewhere between Simon's story about his latest disastrous date and my half-hearted attempts to convince him that maybe, just maybe, he was the problem. He disagreed, naturally. According to him,
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