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Auteur: Kriya Chauhan
last update Date de publication: 2025-08-31 07:14:57

You would think that in a situation like this, women in the same boat would stick together, but it was baffling. The moment I sat down, I was hit with a barrage of hostile stares. It was like I had walked into a pack of wolves, and they were all sizing me up, deciding if I was a threat.

Only a couple of women even acknowledged my presence, and that was just with cold, indifferent nods. The air was thick with tension, making the whole thing incredibly awkward. I had assumed their hushed whispers
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  • Wrapped in rosary (Book 1 of Holy trinity series)    60

    "Tell me you are not going to do something stupid," I said, my heart twisting painfully in my chest as I looked up at him. "Please, Ryker."I didn’t even know what I was pleading for. I couldn't wrap my mind around why I was even concerned about him. By all rights, I should hate him with every fiber of my being. He was a tyrant, a criminal, a man who had dragged me into his violent reality and forced me to bend to his will. But as I stood there in the quiet room, my eyes frantically searching his face, a sudden, shocking realization hit me like a physical blow.I loved this man.I loved this absolute brute of a man who had brought nothing but chaotic pain into my life. The realization made me stagger back on my feet, the air rushing out of my lungs."Tell me!" I shouted, using anger as a mask to hide the terrifying truth that had just taken root in my soul."I’m not doing anything stupid. I will only send a warning message," Ryker sighed, stepping forward and pulling me into a tight,

  • Wrapped in rosary (Book 1 of Holy trinity series)    59

    The morning air when I woke up was stifling, thick with a tension that felt like static electricity against my skin. Ryker was already awake, sitting propped up against a mountain of pillows, his laptop open on his lap. He was dictating orders to Travis with a voice so cold and detached it made my blood run cold. He wasn't the man who had been moaning my name in the operating room; he was a machine, a strategist dismantling lives with the same precision he used to command his empire."Tell the men at the docks that if one crate goes missing, I want heads on poles," Ryker said, his eyes never leaving the screen. "And contact the Rossi family. Tell them if they don't break their alliance with Bellanti by sunset, their harbor rights are forfeit."I hovered near him, feeling like a ghost in my own skin. My body still ached from yesterday's intensity, a constant, dull reminder of the line I had crossed. Every time I looked at him, the memory of his mouth on me and the subsequent violence o

  • Wrapped in rosary (Book 1 of Holy trinity series)    58

    The silence that followed was heavy, thick with the scent of sex, sweat, and the sharp, clinical tang of antiseptic that lingered in the room. I stayed draped over Ryker for a long moment, my heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his chest, my breath coming in ragged, shallow hitches. My body felt heavy, completely spent, and so sensitive that even the slight movement of his chest beneath me sent ripples of lingering electricity through my nerves.I had just ridden my husband on an operating table. The man who, according to the doctor, had almost died only hours ago.The realization hit me like a bucket of ice water. I suddenly scrambled to sit up, my movements clumsy and frantic as I remembered the bullet wound. My hands were shaking as I tried to pull myself off him, my eyes wide with a new kind of terror."Ryker, oh my god, the stitches," I gasped, my voice cracking. I looked down at his chest, fully expecting to see blood soaking through the fresh white bandages, expecting to s

  • Wrapped in rosary (Book 1 of Holy trinity series)    57

    Knox, the family doctor of The Croce family, leaned against the cool, marble wall outside the operating theater, the muscle in his jaw twitching with impatience and disgust. He was trying his damnedest to drown out the sickening, relentless sounds echoing from the heavily sealed room, the unmistakable, primal noises of his boss mating ferociously with his wife Stella. It was gross, intrusive, and unprofessional, yet entirely characteristic of the compound's barbarity.Lighting a slim cigarette with practiced ease, Knox inhaled deeply, the harsh smoke a momentary shield against the invasive soundscape. He scoffed, glancing at his watch. "How many hours has it been? He got shot last night. Are we sure the Capo didn't actually die and get replaced by a particularly horny, low-grade incubus? He needs to get his pulse checked, for God's sake."Travis, Ryker’s right-hand man and head of security, was leaning against the opposite wall, rigid and cold. He gave Knox a look of profound, icy disg

  • Wrapped in rosary (Book 1 of Holy trinity series)    56

    "Don't move, I will do everything," I commanded, my voice strained but firm, determined to adhere to the safety precautions I’d set. I carefully straddled his abdomen, my focus absolute, making sure my knees rested gingerly on the mattress on either side of his hips, keeping my weight entirely off his stitched chest. When he tried to slide down the bed, clearly preparing to leverage his height for better access, I glared at him and roared, a sound surprisingly fierce, "Stay put!"The force of my attention made him stop. I immediately peeled his jacket off my body, the heavy fabric falling away to reveal my exposed skin to his hungry, predatory gaze. A shiver, part fear, part anticipation, ran through me. I moved forward on my knees, agonizingly slow, ensuring my body didn't even graze past his bandaged wound. Once I safely navigated the danger zone, I stopped, hovering right on top of his face. Ryker was laying perfectly still, watching me with predatory, gleaming eyes, the silence of

  • Wrapped in rosary (Book 1 of Holy trinity series)    55

    POV: Stella GraceI must have drifted off sometime just before dawn, slumped over Ryker’s side, using the edge of the ward bed as a cushion. I woke up with a sharp crick in my neck, the morning light a thin, gray filter seeping through the high, narrow windows of the sterile room.The first thing I did was check his pulse. It was still there, strong and steady.I looked at his face. The corpselike pallor from the night before had eased slightly, but he still looked terrifyingly unlike himself. Ryker, even unconscious, usually radiates a low-level thrum of energy, a coiled tension. Now, he was utterly slack, vulnerable. The sight was unsettling, yet it somehow softened the knot of fear in my stomach. When he was this quiet, he was just a man. My man, the one who took a bullet for me (A/n - Yeah, girlie is being down bad now).I gently ran the pad of my thumb over his knuckles, remembering the doctor's words: grazing his heart. The gravity of the risk he took and the life he saved settle

  • Wrapped in rosary (Book 1 of Holy trinity series)    46

    To my surprise, Ryker didn't touch me further. He just kept me pinned in his arms, the tension in the car so thick it was suffocating. I squirmed uncomfortably, a mix of anxiety and a strange, electric anticipation coiling in my stomach. But he held me tight, his hand a firm presence on my waist, n

  • Wrapped in rosary (Book 1 of Holy trinity series)    43

    The moment the car rolled to a stop at the mansion, a sudden jolt of clarity snapped me out of my emotional fog. The cold, hard reality hit me with the force of a tidal wave: I had been clinging to Ryker, the very source of my grief, for solace. I had been a fool, and the realization filled me with

  • Wrapped in rosary (Book 1 of Holy trinity series)    32

    “The boy stays here, in this mansion, where I can see him,” I said, my voice firm despite the tremor in my hands. “None of your men will harm him. He will be treated as one of the family.”Ryker pulled away from me, his face unreadable. He turned to his men, his voice a thunderous command that echo

  • Wrapped in rosary (Book 1 of Holy trinity series)    29

    He held me in place, his grip like iron, and I couldn't escape. My eyes were a witness to a horror I wished I could unsee. Every glance was a dagger to my heart. Each familiar face, now contorted in a grotesque display, made my stomach churn with a sickening mix of anger, grief, and disgust. The vi

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