บททั้งหมดของ Break Me Apart (MxM): บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

JAYCE BECKETT An hour later, the car came to a halt in front of a high-rise building, and Renato killed the engine, turning to face me.Fortunately, he had gotten his wound treated, in the backseat of his car about thirty minutes ago, and he had changed into a clean shirt. I wondered how his car could housed a lot of things like that. I guessed he had always been prepared for a day like today where he would need an emergency medical support and a change of clothes.Renato reached forward, smoothing out the wrinkle between my eyebrows as I arched my eyebrows at him."Do you have anyone at home waiting for you?" He asked in that gentle voice that betrayed how criminal like he was looking earlier with blood seeping from his hand, soaking his shirt.Renato still looked somewhat dangerous now which his white hair stained with blood, but he looked much more presentable than he was earlier when I found him in that room."Why...?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "Why do you ask?"I searched his

JAYCE BECKETT My heart was pounding hard against my chest, my ears twitched nervously, and my eyes darted back and forth between my phone and the front door as my thumbs flew across the keyboard at an incredible speed. I had no idea that the flash drive I found carelessly discarded on the carpet floor of Renato's car the previous day contained files that could serve as crucial evidence to take him down. However, I was stuck, unsure what was inside those large files or how to access them before sending them to Chief Strand. The files were heavily encrypted with codes that someone like me couldn't possibly crack. I bit down hard on my bottom lip, counting down the seconds until the files finished transferring to my phone, anxiously aware that Renato could walk out the door and catch me at any moment."Fuck! Please..." I whispered, my breathing ragged as I shifted my gaze from my phone to the front door for what felt like the hundredth time that morning. My breath caught in my throa

JAYCE BECKETT As soon as Renato left with his nephews, I received a text from Chief Strand, requesting a meeting with him later. The message was brief, with no details or context, which sparked my curiosity. Was it related to the files I had sent? Had he discovered something? Was my mission already over? The uncertainty of the meeting gnawed at me, leaving my mind uneasy."Keep your eyes open," Salvio barked, his voice low and urgent. "There's an order from the boss for us to stay on our toes, nothing must go wrong."I rolled my eyes as the underlings quickly took their positions, their movements almost robotic. Were they seriously that intimidated by Salvio? "You!" he barked, his voice sharp and commanding. I looked up, and his gaze locked onto mine, his eyes straining with an intensity that made me feel uneasy. I pointed a finger at my chest, questioning. "Me?""Yes, Jake," he said, his voice firm, crunching his nose in a way that seemed almost... disapproving. "Come with me."

RENATO MARINO My eyes dropped to the mess of bodies on the floor, sprawled out beside my feet. Bits of hair and skull fragments were stuck to my shoes, and the sole of my shoe was smeared with blood. I took a step backward, recoiling in anger, and tossed the hammer onto the floor with a loud clang.I was seething with anger, still reeling from the uncertainty of who had sent those fuckers after my family. The not knowing was eating away at me. I resented the weight of responsibilities that had fallen on my shoulders. When my brother was still here, I didn't have to worry as much about my nephews' well-being, knowing they could fend for themselves and had their father to turn to when things got tough. I'd only offer help when I could, but now it seemed like I had to take on a more active role.Knowing my brother wasn't here and his enemies had become his sons' enemies, was making me restless. If only that bastard would settle whatever dispute he had with Sasha, and if only my brothe

JAYCE BECKETT A certain someone? Who could that certain someone be if not the baby that the disgusting bastards had kidnapped? My mind was racing with possibilities, but my primary concern was the safety of the child. "I don't know who you are, but can you please tell me if they are able to save the baby?" I pleaded with my eyes, imploring her to tell me exactly what I wished to hear. My gaze locked onto hers, and I felt a surge of desperation. I needed to know that the baby was safe.She stared at me for what felt like an eternity, her eyes piercing through mine as if searching for something. After what felt like an endless moment, she nodded her head, her hair bobbing up and down in a gentle motion. "Yes," she said, pausing for dramatic effect, a sly smirk spreading across her face. "I heard she's fine." The words were like a balm to my frazzled nerves, and I felt a wave of relief wash over me. I let out a shaky breath, one that I hadn't realized I was holding.The weight of re