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Chapter 10: A Taste of Disobedience.

Author: Hunni
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-09 09:05:43

Anastasia’s POV:

As soon as he walked away, I pulled out my phone.

Nik looked like hell. Tired. Ragged. Haunted. That’s what happens to madmen,no peace for the wicked, right?

Chuckling softly to myself, I opened a new message from Red. It was encrypted, of course. She never sends anything in plain text.

Red: They found the footage of our little auction stunt. No wonder your boy’s on edge.

I smirked.

“You’ve got no idea what you just walked into, Nikoclaus,”

With a little help from one of the girls at base, I’d already hacked into the hospital surveillance,especially the room where Mark was being kept. He was improving. Responding to treatment.

Damn it.

I’d only meant to make him dizzy, trip him up… but now, seeing how fast he was recovering? I’d need to go harder.

Another message pinged.

Red: You’ll have to kill him.

Me: Nik’s watching me like a hawk. You might have to take this one.

Red: Fine. But don’t beg me to save a slice for you.

Chuckling, I locked the screen an
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