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The Triple Don't: Daniels' Debt 40
"I’m playing for keeps, Tat. Don't doubt that," I muttered, my voice like gravel."So this is it? No hard feelings after everything?" she asked, her voice tight, searching for a crack in my resolve.I stepped into her space and pulled her into a brief, firm hug. She went rigid before finally letting out a jagged breath and leaning into me for a split second."I need a name, Teo. I want to know who’s taking my seat," she demanded, pulling back."The intel will go live soon enough," I replied, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. I wasn't about to let her go full-blown psycho on Daniels before I even had her secured.She let out a long, weary sigh. We just sat there in the booth while the silence turned heavy enough to choke on. When Nic and Aienna finally emerged from the back of the Plaza, Sandra looked like she’d just lost a street fight she thought she’d won. Nic looked like he was vibrating with internal static. The second Luca and Hria rejoined us, Aienna barked, "Girls, b
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"Look, I messed up the handle. It's Daniels," Teo growled, though he was the one who’d tagged her with that 'Charity' garbage in the first place to hide how much he obsessed over her.We left Rosa Delgado fuming in the kitchen of the Moretti Family Estate."Luca, hit the rack for a couple of hours. As soon as the Virelli Luxury Plaza opens its gates, we’re going on a shopping spree for Daniels’ birthday," Nic said, his voice hummed with a restless, executive energy."I couldn’t crash now if I took a sedative, Nic. My system is redlining just thinking about seeing her," I confessed, my hands twitching toward the keys of my bike."Keep your head on straight," Nic encouraged, though his own eyes were dark. "We need to be surgical. If we’re going to negotiate Daniels into accepting the Noir bond today, we can’t look like desperate street punks."I let out a heavy breath. I felt like the deck was stacked against me. I hadn't been as brutal to Daniels when we were younger, but now I was goi
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I didn't even wait for Nic to close his heavy oak door. I stood in the corridor of the Moretti Family Estate, the air thick with the scent of expensive floor wax and old secrets. I let out a long yawn, the adrenaline of the night finally dipping, and blew a silent kiss toward the service hall where Daniels' small room was tucked away.“Catch some sleep, Daniels,” I murmured into the quiet.The second I crossed the threshold into my own quarters, my system hit a wall. The air in my room was different. It was charged, electric, and smelled like a dream I hadn't realized I was having. It was a heavy, intoxicating feminine pull that made every nerve ending in my body fire at once. I stood frozen in the dark, shivering as the scent wrapped around me—a lethal blend of wild roses and sweet honeysuckle.My brain felt like it had been short-circuited. I tried to crash onto the bed, but the fragrance was embedded in the threads, keeping me wired and agonizingly focused on the physical ache spre
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I took a jagged breath, focusing on the rhythmic clink of the heavy silver as my brothers and I carved into the massive hazelnut chocolate cake Martha had brought out. It was a Syndicate tradition—the final feast before the crown was passed. Teo, Nic, and I should have been doing this as a unit of four, if the Morettis had a shred of decency left in them. I watched Tatiana, Aienna, and Hria divvy up the slices, their laughter grating against my nerves. My Noir persona was restless, a low-frequency hum of anxiety vibrating in my chest that made me want to push the table over and burn rubber all the way back to the Estate. I knocked back another double of high-end bourbon, hoping to drown out the internal alarm.Did the Old Man buzz yet? Nic projected through our private encrypted channel, his eyes scanning the room like he was looking for a sniper.Not a word, I replied, the silence from the Estate feeling like a lead weight in my gut.It’s barely zero-forty-five, Teo cut in, leaning b
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“This cycle is busted, Teo! Why do you have to be such a goddamn wrecking ball with her?” I growled, my grip tightening on the handlebars of my parked bike until my knuckles turned white.The fire in my chest was roaring. Within the Moretti Syndicate, we were raised to be cold, but when it came to Daniels, my internal processor was redlining.“Me?” Teo shot back, acting like I’d just accused him of snitching to the feds.“Yeah, you! You push it too far every single time!” I bellowed, stepping into his space and shoving him hard against the brick wall of the Luna Noir Lounge.He didn't take it lying down. He shoved me back, his eyes flashing with that erratic, street-fighter energy he always carried. I felt my pulse spiking, my inner 'Noir' persona clawing at the surface to handle the disrespect.“Luca,” Nic cut in, his voice like dry ice. “Back off.”“Teo, sit down!” Nic commanded, his Alpha-heir authority bleeding through. “We were too rough on her. Admit it.”“And you both keep call
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Teo was playing a high-stakes game of shadows, and even Nic and I were being kept out of the loop. Every ten minutes, he was ghosting the table to take a call on his encrypted cell. Tatiana looked like she was about to snap a bottle over his head; the tension between them was thick enough to choke on. Not that it mattered in the long run. Tatiana wasn't the one. In this world, you have a 'Noir'—that one soul-deep connection that defines a Syndicate pair. We were turning twenty-one tomorrow, ascending to lead the Moretti Territory, and none of us had found our permanent partner yet. My old man would be a hollow shell without Mom, and she’d given him the only thing that mattered: us, the heirs. That weight was pressing on me harder than the top-shelf whiskey I was knocking back.“Let’s kill the engine and head out,” I said, sliding out of the booth.“The night’s just getting started, Luca!” Calix whined.Hria giggled from his lap, looking glazed. The girls were way past their limit. The
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