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Chapter Thirty-sevenRafael CarusoScar’s death wasn’t just what shook me to the core—it was also the realization that I’d been stretching my hands too far to catch the person behind this, while the real enemy had been close to me all along. I hadn’t seen it. It wasn’t just Scar’s death—it was the fact that I was battling a close enemy. And that… that’s the deadliest kind of war.I had to be ten times more careful than I already was. I had to be deliberate with who I trusted—if I even trusted anyone at all. Scar was dead. The one man I could say I trusted with every part of me was gone. And the more I thought about it, the more this entire thing felt like a carefully laid-out plan.They knew I’d become cautious. They knew I’d hesitate to trust anyone after finding out the enemy was within. So they took Scar out.He was the only one I leaned on. Taking him out would force me to look for someone else. And if I wasn’t wrong, there was a black cat among my men. I didn’t know how true that
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Chapter Thirty-sixMaisieI just hope he didn’t see me.I hope he hasn’t realized that I saw him inside that room last night. My heart had been pounding ever since. I couldn’t sleep. I kept staring at the ceiling, the scene replaying in my head like a reel on loop. When he came into the room, I was sure he had figured it out. I thought he was going to question me—or worse. A man like him wouldn’t just let it go if he found out I saw that kind of weapon stash in his room. He’d think I’d report him to the cops. That’s one reason I had to keep my mouth shut.But the most important reason was this—I still didn’t know why he was looking for me and my brother. I always had this feeling he wasn’t who he appeared to be. That there was more to him. And now I had confirmation—after seeing that hidden room filled with weapons.I need to find out why he’s looking for us. How he might be connected to my father… or maybe even my uncle.Mr. Caruso didn’t look like someone who could be working for my
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Chapter Thirty-sixRafael CarusoBullets still tore through the air like hell’s own thunder. I stayed low, my mind racing through different things all at once. Who the fuck could it be? Who knew the location of this safe house? Only a handful of men. Scar. Me. A few others vetted over the years. Could one of them have sold us out? Or was someone tracking us without our knowledge?As much as scar was the only I could say I trust completely, I still trusted my other men to some extent, and I knew they wouldn’t sell us out just like that. Those men weren’t forced to be here, they wanted to be here. They’ve faced a lot o trails and temptations that could have made anyone go against the group, but they didn’t. They’ve been here for years, they couldn’t have done that.So, who could it be? Who was it that was doing all of these to me? Whoever it was, they were closer than I could ever had imagined and that… that made it even more dangerous. This wasn’t just a war, it was also a test, one I
Revenge Of The Forsaken Wife: Pleasured By His Father Close Enemy
Chapter Thirty-fourRafael CarusoWould I really be able to bring myself to do it?Maisie wasn’t just anyone.I always thought that if someone ever discovered my secret, it would be a maid or one of the guards—someone easy to silence. But Maisie? How the hell was I supposed to silence her?And by silence, I didn’t mean asking someone to keep quiet. In our world, silence meant permanent silence. Sometimes it meant taking something precious from them. In worse cases, it meant ending them.But this was Maisie.She wasn’t just some fleeting distraction like the other women I’d known. I liked her presence. I wanted more than what I’d already taken from her. Hell, I couldn’t even fully define what I felt for her. But it was strong, and real, and dangerous.So how the fuck do I silence a woman like that?Maybe I was overthinking it. Maybe she didn’t see anything. Maybe she had another reason for running out like that. There was only one way to find out.I packed the box, dropped it on the be
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Chapter Thirty-threeRafael Caruso“Boss, we have him,” Scar announced over the phone.“You have him?” I had to be sure. I couldn’t afford to hope again, only to watch it shatter for the millionth time.“Yes, boss. We have him,” he confirmed—and my heart skipped a thousand beats all at once.“Where are you now? I’ll be there in a minute.”“We’ve tried getting him to talk, but he’s staying silent. We think it’s best if you come in and use your usual skills.”“I’ll be there, Scar. I’ll handle it.”Finding the person responsible, finding even the tiniest lead to push this investigation forward—that had been the hardest part. But getting him to talk? That was my specialty. Unless he bit his tongue and died before I got there, he’d talk. They always did. Because if I had to decide how they died, it wouldn’t be quick or painless. It would be brutal. It would be unforgettable.I’d been doing this for years. Long before Holden—my best friend, my brother in every sense but blood—was killed. I
Revenge Of The Forsaken Wife: Pleasured By His Father Wedding Night Discovery
Chapter Thirty-twoMaisieThe warm water cascaded down my body, but it did just little to wash away the feeling of him. The feeling of Mr. Caruso, my father-in-law.I couldn’t wash it off— his hands, his mouth, the way he had claimed me like I belonged to no one but him. Mr. Caruso wasn’t just intense. He was ruthless. Every touch had been deliberate, every kiss a promise that he wasn’t done with me yet. It hadn’t just been passion—it was possession. Power. Control.And I had let him have it all. I let him take me, because I also wanted to belong to him. I washed every part of my skin and each one reminded me of his kisses, the way he had tasted me and took me like I was the sweetest thing alive.As I stepped out of the bath, I couldn’t stop the shiver that ran through me. Not from the cold, but from remembering his voice rasping and groaning my name, the way he had looked into my eyes like I was the most addictive thing he’d ever tasted. His eyes weren’t just beautiful, they also mad
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