Lahat ng Kabanata ng Break Me Apart (MxM): Kabanata 161 - Kabanata 170

RENATO MARINOThis is for the best.This is for a good cause.I remained still in the rented limo, hidden behind its tinted glass, arms crossed tightly over my chest as I stared out the window. The new lawyer I’d hired for Mikhail stepped out of the facility, followed by Mikhail himself, his smug smile a dagger in my gut.My teeth clenched as I watched him walk like he owned the fucking world. If it weren’t for the fact that ruining my carefully laid plans could backfire spectacularly, I would have loved nothing more than to wipe that arrogant expression off his fucking face.He wasn’t invincible. He wasn’t relevant. Not to me, at least. I only did this to earn Sasha’s trust, to make the old fool let his guard down around me so he wouldn't notice a thing until I struck first.The limo door swung open, and the bastard slid in, his grin widening the moment his eyes locked on me. I could already picture the filth running through his head... we hadn’t exactly shared the same space since t

RENATO MARINOThe key trembled in my hand when I turned the ignition. The engine roared, but it was nothing compared to the thunder that struck in my chest. My heart slammed hard against my ribs, every beat a hammer blow, every breath a ragged scrape. It felt like my chest had been cut open and left bleeding. My head pounded, veins burning with panic.I gripped the wheel so tight my knuckles went white. The tires shrieked as I shot down the street. My body moved like it wasn’t mine anymore. I drove like a rabid animal, possessed, blind to the cars around me, blind to the honks and curses. My hands shook. Sweat slicked my skin. My vision tunneled.All I could see was them. Curtis. Chocolate. That small fragile boy. The girl who had been through enough in her life already. If Sasha touched them, if he dared take them from me, I would rip his world apart brick by brick.I yanked my phone free and called, my fingers trembling as I pulled out her contact. The line rang. And rang. And fuck

RENATO MARINO By the time Marcelo’s men dragged the banker out the back door, I was already in my car. No hesitation, no time to waste. Sasha had given me one hour. That bastard thought time was his ally. He had no idea I’d already lit the fire under his throne.The streets blurred past as I pushed the car through the city, my jaw clenched so tight it ached. My hands were steady on the wheel, but inside, the storm churned. Every second mattered. To bring down the Godfather, I had to be willing to shoulder the weight of the crown—and the crown was heavy. The other family heads needed to fall in line without question. If they faltered, if they dared to resist, I’d show them the price of disobedience. One way or another, they would bend to me.Forcing the elders to back me in this game wouldn’t be enough—I needed the other families on my side for this to work. Sasha had his associates, and I knew I was going to lose some of my boys tonight. But with the other families and their men s

RENATO MARINO I stopped the car in front of Sasha building, and for a moment I just sat there gripping the wheel like it could anchor me to the world. Mikhail was in the backseat, hands tied behind him, mouth gagged, blindfold pulled tight across his face. He groaned through the cloth, pathetic sounds that only made me press the brake harder under my foot.I should’ve been somewhere else. With Jayce. I should have gone to him.My chest tightened at the thought of him. I knew he had gone. I could feel it the way a man feels a storm coming in his bones. Jayce never listened. He was too stubborn, too reckless. He thought he could take on that bastard on his own. And the very thought that he might’ve walked straight into Yuri’s trap clawed at my throat until I couldn’t breathe.History repeating itself. I am going to lose Jayce just like I lost Aspen.I am going to lose to that damn bastard again. Yuri is going to take another lover from me.The name hit me like a knife every time. Asp

JAYCE BECKETT Relief hit me first. It was the kind of relief that burned hot in my chest, almost dizzying. Renato was here. I had been tied, humiliated, hurt, but the second my eyes landed on him at the doorway, something inside me loosened. He came for me. He always came for me.But relief twisted into something else the moment Cole moved.The bastard’s hand was fast, too fast. I felt his fingers in my hair, yanking me back with a vicious snap of my neck, and then the cold bite of steel pressed against my throat. My breath caught. The blade sat so close to my skin that I could already imagine it slicing me open if I should do as much as swallow or blink.“Not a step closer, Marino,” Cole hissed, dragging my head back until my eyes watered.Renato froze at the door, one hand behind his back, his jaw locked so tight I could see the vein in his neck pulse.Cole’s breath was hot against my ear as he pressed the knife firmer, enough to make me swallow carefully. “Why is he here?” he whi