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Chapter 102
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The Wrong Kind Of Right Chapter 103
Asher’s face was everywhere, grainy freeze frames from the gala, moments of him shielding Luca, mouth curled in a scowl, blood on his temple. Angled like a threat. Like a monster stepping out of shadow.Even his military record, once redacted and respected, was now under fire.Anonymous sources surfaced. Former squadmates came forward. One podcast claimed he was once removed from duty for emotional instability.Another whispered about a classified breakdown on a mission. No evidence. Just speculation. But it spread like wildfire.Every war Asher had fought, overseas, in his family, inside himself, was now public domain.There were hate videos.Reaction clips.Fan edits turning him into a villain.His firm’s website temporarily crashed under the traffic. Journalists stalked its listed headquarters, cameras ready for blood.The pressure cooked hotter with every refresh.And through it all, not one word from the Hartwells to him directly.No call.No text.Not even a warning.It was cold
The Wrong Kind Of Right Chapter 102
The room was quiet, save for the rhythmic whirl of the ceiling fan and the distant hum of the city pressing against the windows.Somewhere between kisses and the slow stripping away of armor, they’d moved to the small bedroom behind the lounge, a tucked away space meant for VIPs or overindulgent nights. Tonight, it held the weight of something far more fragile.They lay tangled in sheets, chest to chest, legs entwined.Luca on his back, one arm behind his head. Asher curled partially against him, fingers trailing lazily across Luca’s bare shoulder.It wasn’t sex that filled the silence now it was something quieter.Something more terrifying.Intimacy.The kind that comes after everything’s already been said with mouths and hands.“I didn’t think this would ever happen,” Luca murmured into the dark, voice hoarse. “Not after everything.”Asher exhaled, a short breath against his skin. “Neither did I.”They stayed quiet for a moment. Luca’s fingers brushed down Asher’s spine in a slow, a
The Wrong Kind Of Right Chapter 101
Luca stirred the melting ice in the glass he hadn’t touched.Asher was quieter now, less rigid, though still watching him from the side like any moment might turn out to be a lie.It was strange, sitting side by side again.Strange, but not wrong.Their reflections shimmered together in the back bar mirror.Two men. Two ghosts. Same place. Same ache.And Luca, for once, didn’t want to run.“I came here,” Luca said after a beat, “because I needed to remember who I was before I let everyone else decide for me.”Asher didn’t respond, but his knuckles went white around the glass.Luca looked at him. “Do you remember the first thing you said to me?”Asher let out a humorless huff. “That you had no idea how to drink whiskey.”“And you were right.” Luca gave a small smile. “But I liked the way you said it. Like you were daring me to admit it.”“You always liked a dare,” Asher muttered.“Not always,” Luca said, more serious now. “Only when it was you daring me.”Another silence.This one heav
The Wrong Kind Of Right Chapter 100
Neither of them moved.For a long, aching moment, Luca and Asher remained frozen across the room, not quite strangers, not quite anything else. Just two men sharing the same oxygen, in a place that remembered them even when they pretended to forget.Luca dropped his gaze first.Not out of shame, not anymore. But out of fear that if he kept looking, he might break apart right there. And Asher… Asher didn’t flinch. Didn’t move toward him. Didn’t walk away either.He simply turned toward the bar.Sat on the last stool.Ordered a drink.Didn’t look again.The tension stretched across the space between them like wire, old, rusted, coiled with history. They breathed in the same dim air, soaked in the same music. But neither one dared cross the distance yet.And so they sat.Minutes. Maybe hours. Maybe a lifetime.Luca’s fingers traced the rim of his glass absently. He hadn’t even touched the whiskey. It sat there, untouched, sweating quietly under the low golden light. His mind wasn’t on th
The Wrong Kind Of Right Chapter 99
Serena hadn’t been sleeping.Not truly. Not in weeks.But tonight, her restlessness wasn’t about Luca.It was about the call she’d just taken from Paolo, and the words still echoing in her skull.“Tell the world what kind of man your brother really is.”Her bare feet padded across the marble floor of her family's country home, the silence of the halls only making the weight in her chest feel heavier.Outside, Tuscany was quiet, calm, forgiving.Inside her mind?A war zone.She poured herself a glass of wine with trembling fingers. Something red, bold, and full of bite. She didn’t check the label. Didn’t care. She needed the sting.The truth was, she hated Paolo.She always had.Even when she smiled beside him in public, even when she bowed to tradition and slipped that Virelli diamond on her finger. He had been the architect of her facade just as much as Luca’s.But this time, it wasn’t about marriage or image.This time, he was asking her to hurt Asher.Her brother.The same boy who
The Wrong Kind Of Right Chapter 98
The knock on the side exit of the Virelli estate was anything but polite.Sharp. Rhythmic. Commanding.A staff member opened the door, and stepped aside without question when Paolo Virelli’s security chief murmured a name.“Asher Hartwell,” the man said. “He’s here.”They were expecting him.Paolo stood on the back patio of the villa, a cigar between his fingers, overlooking the Italian vineyards stretching beneath the golden dusk. He didn’t turn when Asher’s footsteps approached, didn’t flinch when the tension thickened the air.He just said, “You’ve got nerve showing up here.”Asher didn’t smile. Didn’t even blink.“I figured we were past pretending.”Now Paolo turned.His eyes raked down the man before him, this version of Asher, now known as Kieran Wolfe, dressed in sleek black, posture sharp, eyes colder than the grave. A soldier's stance. A businessman’s stare.But Paolo sneered like he was still a twenty year old punk in a backroom bar fight.“You’re a mistake I erased two year
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