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Chapter 61: Brielle's POV
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2025-05-13 16:46:06The rain had stopped, but the air still tasted like rust and gunpowder. I pressed my palm against the cold windowpane, watching dawn bleed into the sky. Behind me, the others moved like shadows—Valerie checking her ammo, Dawson muttering curses as he strapped knives to his thighs, Esther pacing with the precision of a metronome. Ace leaned against the doorframe, his gaze a physical weight between my shoulder blades.
Julia’s laugh cut through the silence, sharp as shattered glass. “Nervous, Brie? You look like you’re about to piss yourself.”I didn’t turn. “Save your energy. You’ll need it to scream when this goes sideways.”“Optimism’s a bad look on you,” she drawled, chains clinking as she shifted. “But then again, so’s martyrdom.”Valerie slammed her magazine into place. “You’re one to talk. At least she’s not hiding behind a wedding ring and a dead man’s name.”Julia’s smile faltered. For a heartbeat, I almost pitied her. Alm
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The Substitute Bride of the Ruthless Mafia Boss Chapter 62: Brielle's POV
The smoke clung to my clothes, acrid and stubborn, as we stumbled into the abandoned warehouse. Dawn’s light filtered through broken windows, painting streaks over Ace’s bloodied knuckles. Valerie collapsed onto a crate, her gray eyes hollow. “We’re out of ammo. Again.” Dawson tossed a dented canteen to Esther. “Relax, kid. Bullets are overrated. Knives never jam.” Julia leaned against a rusted beam, chains replaced by zip ties. “Spoken like someone who’s never taken a bullet to the kneecap.” I pressed my palms to the cold concrete floor, trying to steady my breathing. The ledger’s words burned behind my eyelids. *Collateral: Brielle.* Ace’s shadow fell over me. “You’re shaking.” “And you’re a liar.” The words tasted bitter. I didn’t look up. “My father didn’t just recruit you. He *owned* you.” Silence. Then his hand, calloused and warm, gripped my chin, forcing my gaze to his. “He saved
The Substitute Bride of the Ruthless Mafia Boss Chapter 61: Brielle's POV
The rain had stopped, but the air still tasted like rust and gunpowder. I pressed my palm against the cold windowpane, watching dawn bleed into the sky. Behind me, the others moved like shadows—Valerie checking her ammo, Dawson muttering curses as he strapped knives to his thighs, Esther pacing with the precision of a metronome. Ace leaned against the doorframe, his gaze a physical weight between my shoulder blades. Julia’s laugh cut through the silence, sharp as shattered glass. “Nervous, Brie? You look like you’re about to piss yourself.” I didn’t turn. “Save your energy. You’ll need it to scream when this goes sideways.” “Optimism’s a bad look on you,” she drawled, chains clinking as she shifted. “But then again, so’s martyrdom.” Valerie slammed her magazine into place. “You’re one to talk. At least she’s not hiding behind a wedding ring and a dead man’s name.” Julia’s smile faltered. For a heartbeat, I almost pitied her. Alm
The Substitute Bride of the Ruthless Mafia Boss Chapter 60: Brielle's POV
The safe house felt smaller in the dark, the air thick with the metallic tang of blood and the sharp scent of rain. I leaned against the damp wall, my fingers tracing the cold edge of the key around my neck. Valerie sat cross-legged on the floor, methodically cleaning her gun, her scar catching the flicker of the lone lantern. Esther stood sentry by the boarded window, her gaze razor-sharp, while Dawson sharpened a blade in the corner, the rhythmic scrape of steel filling the silence. Ace lay still on the couch, his breathing shallow but steady. Only Julia’s chains clinked as she shifted, her eyes glinting like a predator’s in the dim light. “Still playing house, Brie?” she drawled, her voice syrup-sweet and poison-laced. “How quaint.” I didn’t bother looking at her. “You’re just jealous no one’s ever wanted to play with you.” She snorted. “Oh, they’ve *wanted*. But wanting and deserving are two very different things.” Ace’s voice cut thro
The Substitute Bride of the Ruthless Mafia Boss Chapter 59: Brielle's POV
The van’s interior reeked of blood and betrayal. Ace lay across the backseat, his breath shallow, the brand on his chest glistening under Valerie’s trembling flashlight. Julia sat zip-tied in the far corner, her honey-brown eyes sharp with amusement. Esther drove, her knuckles white on the wheel, while Dawson nursed a split lip beside me. “You want to explain?” I hissed, pressing a gauze to Ace’s wound. The van hit a pothole, and his eyelids fluttered. Dawson leaned back, green eyes unreadable. “Ace has trust issues. So do you. Not my problem.” “He called you *liar*,” Valerie snapped, her voice cracking. “After everything—” “After everything, we’re still breathing.” Dawson flicked a bullet casing off his knee. “Priorities, kid.” Julia chuckled, the sound like nails on glass. “He’s right, Brie. You should be thanking him. Without Dawson, you’d still be rotting in that cell, playing martyr.” Esther’s glare cut through t
The Substitute Bride of the Ruthless Mafia Boss Chapter 58: Brielle's POV
The van’s engine growled as we cut through Boston’s underbelly, the fisheries warehouse looming like a tombstone in the distance. Valerie fidgeted beside me, her knee bouncing against the grenade pouch strapped to her thigh. Esther drove in silence, her knuckles pale against the steering wheel. Dawson sat shotgun, cleaning his Glock with methodical precision. “You’re sure the thermal scans didn’t pick up anything?” I asked, breaking the metallic quiet. Esther’s eyes flicked to the rearview mirror. “Nothing living. But Julia’s fond of surprises.” Valerie’s stutter spiked. “Like the time she hid snakes in your locker?” “Or the time she forged my signature on a love letter to the math teacher,” I muttered. “Though that one backfired when he showed up at my door.” Dawson snorted. “Your life’s a soap opera, Wallace.” “Says the man who shot his way out of a Colombian prison.” “A
The Substitute Bride of the Ruthless Mafia Boss Chapter 57: Brielle's POV
The safehouse basement reeked of mildew and betrayal. Julia sat cross-legged on the concrete floor, her wrists still bound, but her smirk untouched. I leaned against the damp wall, arms folded, while Valerie paced behind me like a caged tiger. Esther hovered near the door, her tablet glowing faintly. “You look tired, Brie,” Julia said, tilting her head. “Losing sleep over your missing husband?” I kept my voice flat. “Where is he?” She laughed, the sound sharp enough to cut glass. “Still asking the same question? You always were stubborn.” Valerie stepped forward, her stutter spiking with anger. “Spit it out already, you pathetic—” “Pathetic?” Julia’s honey-brown eyes narrowed. “Says the girl who still jumps at her own shadow. How’s that stutter treating you, Val? Still choking on your own fear?” Valerie lunged, but Dawson materialized from the corner, blocking her with a single outstretched arm. “Easy,” he drawled. “S
The Substitute Bride of the Ruthless Mafia Boss Chapter 56: Brielle's POV
We had her.Julia was bound, her wrists secured behind her back, her glare cutting through the dim warehouse like a knife. Dawson stood beside her, his grip firm on her shoulder. Valerie leaned against a nearby crate, arms crossed, her expression unreadable. Esther was on her phone, relaying the success of our mission. And Ace—Ace was nowhere in sight.I frowned, scanning the area. "Where’s Ace?"Dawson exchanged a look with Valerie. "He was right behind us.""He stayed back to cover us," Esther added, hanging up. "But he should be here by now."Something cold settled in my stomach. "We need to move. Now."Julia smirked. "Lose someone?"I ignored her. "Val, get her in the car. Dawson, retrace our steps. Esther, check the trackers.""On it," Esther muttered, already pulling up her tablet.Valerie shoved Julia toward the exit. "Walk, bitch."Julia laughed. "Oh, this is going to be fun."
The Substitute Bride of the Ruthless Mafia Boss Chapter 55: Brielle's POV
The whiskey glass was still in my hand, but I hadn’t taken another sip. The night air filtering in through the open balcony doors did little to cool the heat curling in my stomach. Valerie had gone to pace, Dawson was checking security again, and Esther was somewhere buried in surveillance footage. That left me with Ace—again.He stood near the fireplace, his arms crossed, watching the flames like they held all the answers. I watched him—the way his jaw tightened, the flicker of something unreadable in his eyes.“You’re staring,” he muttered without looking at me.I didn’t bother denying it. “You’re brooding.”A ghost of a smirk. “We’ve been over this.”I sighed, setting the glass down with a quiet clink. “We should be doing something.”“We are.”“Waiting isn’t doing,” I snapped, frustration tightening my throat. “Julia’s not just going to hand us an opportunity.”“She already has,” Ace said, finally turning to me. “We just have to be smart enough to use it.”Before I could press him
The Substitute Bride of the Ruthless Mafia Boss Chapter 54: Brielle's POV
The whiskey glass was still in my hand, though I hadn’t taken another sip. The ice had melted, diluting the amber liquid into something weak—just like the steadiness in my fingers. Valerie had left to “clear her head,” which, in our world, meant she was probably pacing the perimeter with a gun. Esther had disappeared into her makeshift office, no doubt hacking into some secure network to dig up dirt on Julia. Dawson had gone to check on security, leaving Ace and me alone in the suffocating silence of the living room. He hadn’t moved from his spot near the fireplace, his gaze fixed on the dying embers. I watched him, the way his shoulders tensed under the weight of everything unsaid. “You’re staring,” he murmured, not looking at me. I didn’t deny it. “You’re brooding.” A faint smirk tugged at his lips. “Pot and kettle, Brielle.” I set the glass down with a quiet clink. “We can’t just sit here.” “We’re not.” His voice was calm, infuriatingly so. “We’re waiting.” “For wha
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