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The Roomie Complex 152 - DISAPPOINTMENT
(Cheryl’s POV)The car ride back to the villa was so quiet it screamed.Aiden didn’t say a word. His grip on the wheel was white-knuckled, eyes fixed on the dark Florentine road like he was holding himself together with sheer force of will. The only sound was the occasional screech of tires whenever he made a turn too hard, too fast.I didn’t know whether to speak or stay silent.But my guilt—God, it sat on my chest like an anvil.I’d messed up. Badly.He came for me. Guns blazing. Storming a room full of dangerous men just to pull me out. He saved me. Again. And I—I had walked right into the lion’s mouth because I didn’t listen. Because I was too proud. Because I thought I was capable of protecting myself in a world I didn’t fully understand.“Aiden…” I started softly.“Don’t,” he said sharply, voice like a blade.I sank deeper into my seat, my hand automatically sliding over my stomach. The baby didn’t kick, but I could almost feel its stillness mirroring mine. It was like the three
The Roomie Complex 151 - LORENZO
(Aiden’s POV)I pressed the muzzle of my gun harder into the man's back as we made our way through the opulent courtyard. Warm lights spilled from the villa’s windows, casting dancing shadows against the ancient stone walls. Somewhere inside, people were still laughing, still drinking. Still oblivious.But I wasn’t here for any of them.“Walk faster,” I muttered.“I-I didn’t know, man,” the guard stammered, half-pleading. “They don’t tell us who’s coming or going. I’m just paid to—”“Shut up,” I snapped. “Where’s Filippe?”“In the main hall. The, uh… party’s still going on.”Of course it is.I tightened my grip around his shoulder and yanked him through the side entrance. Plush carpets, marble floors, velvet-draped walls—the place was decked out like royalty lived here. But underneath the grandeur, I smelled rot. Not literal decay. Something worse. Like the perfume of sin and silk covering up the stench of blood money.I moved fast, ducking behind columns and cutting through the serv
The Roomie Complex 150 - EYE FOR AN EYE
Aiden's POVThe house was too quiet.Aiden knew that kind of silence. It wasn’t the soft, peaceful quiet that lulled him to sleep on normal nights beside Cheryl. No, this was the eerie, unnatural kind that pressed on your chest and made your gut twist before your mind caught up. His steps echoed a little too loud as he walked into the house, calling her name. She wasn't beside him when his eyes accidentally popped open and he wanted to reach for her to pull her into his arms the way he usually did when he craved her warmth. Maybe she had woken to get something to drink, she could've woken him up.“Cheryl?” he called again, louder now, eyes scanning the living room.Nothing.He moved through the rooms quickly—bedroom, bathroom, kitchen. The book she’d been reading earlier lay facedown on the patio chair, her tea untouched. Her phone, her shoes, and even her purse were still intact, nothing appeared to missing well except - her. The clock on the wall ticked away like a taunt.Aiden stil
The Roomie Complex 149 - MIGHT GO TO MEXICO
Cheryl’s POV“I don’t understand,” I whispered, my fingers trembling against the satin napkin crumpled in my lap.Filippe’s expression didn’t change, but his eyes sharpened like knives drawn from velvet. “I know,” he said, almost kindly. “You weren’t supposed to—not until tonight. You don't know how glad I am, that you came here alone”He leaned back in his chair, folding one leg over the other, his fingers steepled against his lips in thought. Candles flickered across his high cheekbones, casting long shadows behind him. Around the room, the others had returned to their seats, murmuring in low tones, eating again as if nothing had happened. But I couldn’t shake the feeling that the real dinner had already begun—and I was on the plate.“I want to go home,” I said, standing slowly. “This was a mistake. I shouldn’t have come.”Filippe tilted his head, a slow, pitying smile curling his lips. “Ah, Cheryl. But you did come. And you stayed. You drank our welcome. You broke bread with us. Th
The Roomie Complex 148 - TROUBLE
Cheryl’s POVMy heart was pounding like church bells as I eased the front gate open. Aiden was dead asleep when I slipped out—exhausted from climbing stairs and still breathing deeply—and I pressed a finger to my lips before quietly closing the door behind me. Every step felt like an act of sin and a liberation all at once. I carried only myself—no handbag, no phone, no promise left to keep. I figured I'll be back before he wakes up, Aiden could be a heavy sleeper most of the time and I hoped this night was one of those nightsThe street glowed with soft lamplight as I walked toward the villa where Filippe’s invitation led me. The night air wrapped around me like silk, and I could smell sun-warmed stone and garden jasmine. Deep down, I felt alive again. I had forgotten what it felt like to choose—to step into the unknown.The villa’s terrace burst into sight as I rounded the corner: lanterns strung overhead in trailing vines, tables set with alabaster pitchers of water, deep indigo-bl
The Roomie Complex 147 - LIES
Chapter — Cheryl’s POVBy the time we got back from the market, the sun was beginning to climb steadily into the sky. Florence was warm that morning—warm and golden, like everything had been dipped in honey. Maria, the housekeeper, had insisted we make it back before Aiden returned, muttering “il capo non sarà felice” under her breath more than once. She was a fearful old lady, but she was agile and efficient and had seemed to make it her utmost duty to make the wellbeing of my baby her priority. Luckily, the gates were quiet when we walked in. No sign of Aiden.I kicked off my sandals at the door and took a much-needed shower. The market had been lively and exhilarating, but it had also left me covered in a fine layer of dust and the scent of sun-dried tomatoes. I stood under the hot spray until my fingers pruned, replaying the brief interaction with Filippe at the fish stand. His invitation echoed in my mind like a dare.I dressed in one of Aiden’s oversized white shirts, letting i
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