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Chapter Nineteen: Nights in the Lion’s Den
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When Fire Meets Grace Chapter Twenty: War in the Shadows
The safe room was silent except for Grace’s ragged breaths. The reinforced steel door sealed them in, muting the chaos outside. But the echoes of gunfire still rattled in her skull, each shot replaying like a heartbeat she couldn’t silence.Damien stood near the wall, gun still in his hand, his chest heaving with steady, controlled breaths. His shirt clung to him with sweat, dark patches spreading across the fabric. He looked carved from stone, but his eyes hard, blazing betrayed the storm inside.Grace pressed herself against the cold metal wall, clutching her arms around her body. Her whole frame trembled, not from the chill, but from the memory of Marcus’s voice.Come with me, and you live.The words clung to her like chains, each syllable a brand she couldn’t scrub away.Finally, she found her voice, thin and shaking. “He was here.”Damien’s jaw tightened. “Yes.”“He saw me. He ” Her throat closed around the memory. “He said I belonged to him.”At that, Damien’s head snapped towar
When Fire Meets Grace Chapter Nineteen: Nights in the Lion’s Den
The night settled over the city like a velvet cloak, heavy and unyielding. From the warehouse’s upper floor, Grace could see the docks glittering with harsh floodlights, the black water swallowing every reflection. Somewhere out there, Marcus was moving in the shadows. Watching. Waiting.But so were Damien’s men.The room she’d been given was simple, but the word simple carried its own weight here steel door, shuttered windows, a single lamp. The sheets smelled faintly of smoke and cedar. It wasn’t a place of comfort. It was a place of containment.Grace sat on the edge of the bed, her heartbeat still uneven. Her mind replayed the scene in the office: Damien’s challenge, the boy’s terrified eyes, her voice breaking the silence, and Damien’s decision to follow it.Her choice had saved a life. But had it doomed hers?A faint knock startled her. She stiffened, pulse leaping. Before she could speak, the door eased open and Damien stepped inside.No guards. No fanfare. Just him.He leaned
When Fire Meets Grace Chapter Eighteen: Into the Lion’s Den
The black car waited at the front gates before the sun had fully risen. Its windows were tinted, its engine a low growl, like a beast impatient to move. Grace stood on the mansion’s steps, a small overnight bag clutched in her hands, her heart a wild, unsteady rhythm.Damien appeared beside her, immaculately dressed despite the hour, every line of him carved with authority. His presence was as grounding as it was suffocating. He offered no explanation, no comfort only his hand extended toward the car.Grace hesitated. This was it. The moment she stepped off the cliff and into his world.“Last chance,” Damien said quietly, his eyes unreadable. “Say the word, and I’ll lock every door, guard every corner, and keep you away from it. But once you get in that car, Grace… there’s no turning back.”Her pulse thundered. Fear screamed at her to walk away. But the image of Marcus’s message burned hotter the flames drawn over her face, the proof that running or hiding would never save her.She sl
When Fire Meets Grace Chapter Seventeen: The War Within
The curtains stayed drawn for hours after Marcus’s message, shutting out the dawn, shutting out the world. Grace sat curled on the leather couch in Damien’s office, her phone still on the table like a venomous snake she didn’t dare touch.Every time she closed her eyes, she saw it the photo of herself on the balcony, the words beneath it. You look just like him when you’re afraid.Her stomach clenched. Marcus wasn’t just threatening her. He was playing with her mind, stitching his shadow into her thoughts, twisting fear into every breath she took.Damien paced the room like a predator in a cage. His guards had swept the grounds three times already, but the truth was unbearable: Marcus had gotten close enough to take that photo. Close enough to see her fear.And if he could do it once, he could do it again.“You’re not leaving this house,” Damien said finally, his voice low, final.Grace’s head snapped up. “Excuse me?”“You heard me.” He stopped pacing, turning to her with eyes like sh
When Fire Meets Grace Chapter Sixteen: Shadows of the Past
The night after the photo arrived, sleep was a stranger to Grace. Every creak of the old mansion, every whisper of wind against the window made her heart race. She had grown used to danger lurking outside, but now it felt like danger was inside her skin.By dawn, she dragged herself to Damien’s office, only to find him already there, suit jacket discarded, sleeves rolled up, and a glass of whiskey untouched on the desk. His eyes were fixed on a single file.“Marcus Hale,” he said without looking up. The name came out like venom.Grace froze. She had heard the name before, whispered once by Damien in his sleep. Now, hearing it in the open, attached to the threat looming over them, made her stomach twist.“Who is he?” she asked, though part of her wasn’t sure she wanted the answer.Damien’s jaw flexed. “He used to be my brother.”Grace blinked. “Your… brother?”“Not by blood,” Damien clarified. He leaned back, eyes haunted by memories he usually buried. “But we grew up together. We were
When Fire Meets Grace Chapter Fifteen: The Fire Within
The city never slept, but Damien’s penthouse was cloaked in an unnatural silence. Not the comfortable hush of midnight, but the brittle quiet of a storm waiting to break.Grace stood by the wall of glass, arms wrapped around herself, staring at the glittering skyline that no longer felt beautiful. It felt hostile. Somewhere out there, Marcus was hiding. Somewhere out there, her studio the place that had been hers, untouched by Damien’s world was broken.She hadn’t cried when Damien told her. She hadn’t even allowed herself to feel it. But now, alone in the cold glow of the city lights, she felt the sting in her chest, the ache of violation.Behind her, the low murmur of Damien’s voice carried from his study. He hadn’t slept. His men moved in and out like shadows, delivering updates, reporting dead ends. Each time she heard his tone harden, she flinched, even if the words weren’t for her.When the door finally clicked shut, she didn’t have to turn to know he was there.“You should be i
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