Armando

Pain dragged me back to consciousness.Not slowly.Not gently.Like being yanked out of a grave.My ribs burned.My head throbbed.My throat tasted like blood and smoke.For a second, I didn’t know where I was.Then I heard Torres shouting orders.Heard men scrambling.Heard Demetri groaning somewhere behind me.And it all came back.The breach.The smoke.The fight.Maya’s scream.Her being dragged away.Reaper stepping between us.Her fingers slipping from the floor.Her voice breaking as she screamed my name.My eyes snapped open.“MAYA—!”I tried to stand.My body didn’t cooperate.Pain shot through my side, white‑hot and blinding. I collapsed to my knees, gasping, gripping the dirt so hard it crumbled between my fingers.Torres rushed to my side. “Boss—boss—stop—your ribs—”“Where is she?” I rasped.He hesitated.Wrong answer.I grabbed his vest and yanked him close, ignoring the pain tearing through my body.“WHERE. IS. SHE.”His jaw clenched. “They took her.”I shoved him away

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Demetri

Reaper’s words hit me like a bullet.“She’s with Demetri.”For a second, the world went silent.Not quiet.Silent.Like sound itself had been ripped out of the air.Armando froze.Torres stiffened.Reaper smiled like he’d just dropped a match into a room full of gasoline.And me?I couldn’t breathe.Not because it was true.Not because it wasn’t.But because Reaper knew exactly where to aim.He didn’t want to break Armando.He wanted to break us.I forced myself to inhale, my ribs screaming, my vision blurring at the edges. I stepped forward, ignoring the pain, ignoring the blood soaking through my shirt.“Armando,” I said quietly.He didn’t turn.“Armando,” I repeated, louder this time.Still nothing.He was staring at Reaper like he was deciding whether to kill him or tear him apart with his bare hands.I stepped between them.Armando’s eyes snapped to mine — wild, furious, wounded.“Demetri,” he growled, “move.”“No.”His jaw clenched. “Move.”“I’m not moving.”Reaper chuckled behi

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Maya

The world blurred as they dragged me through the trees.Branches tore at my arms.My feet bled.My breath came in sharp, broken gasps.I didn’t know where I was.I didn’t know how long I’d been running.I didn’t know if Armando was alive.But I knew one thing:Reaper was close.I could feel him behind me — not touching me, not speaking, just there, like a shadow stitched to my spine.“Keep moving,” one of his men hissed.I stumbled. Fell. Hit the ground hard.A hand grabbed my hair, yanking me upright.I screamed.Reaper’s voice cut through the dark.“Enough.”The hand released me instantly.I collapsed to my knees, shaking, sobbing, unable to breathe.Reaper crouched in front of me, brushing dirt from my cheek like he was wiping away tears.“You’re almost home,” he whispered.I shook my head violently. “No—no—please—”He smiled.“You’ll understand soon.”A gunshot cracked through the trees.Then another.Then a scream.Reaper’s smile faded.He stood slowly.“He’s here.”My heart stop

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All Chapters of Shadow Beneath The Stars (Demented Devils) MC : Chapter 41 - Chapter 43

Armando

Demetri

Maya