The Storm Within

Michael’s POVI couldn’t sleep. Again.The room was cold—colder than it should have been. The kind of cold that seeped under your skin and curled around your bones. I sat on the edge of the bed, elbows on my knees, hands clasped so tightly they trembled. My jaw ached from how hard I was clenching it. Every second felt like a weight on my chest, an invisible pressure that only grew with time. I wasn’t disturbed by the silence; I was haunted by the uncertainty.What the hell was Fernando discussing with Ashley?The message I had seen on his phone wouldn’t leave me alone. It played in my head like a song stuck on repeat, each line more damning than the last.Ashley’s name was right there. No denying it. No mistaking it. I raked a hand through my hair, tugging hard at the roots as if pain could bring clarity. "What promise, Ashley?" I whispered into the emptiness. "What the hell did you get yourself into?"The longer I stayed silent, the louder the questions screamed inside my h

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The Car at the Curb

Ashley’s POV I was locking my apartment door when I heard her voice, sharp as ever, slicing through the quiet of the hallway.“Heading out already, Agent Ashley?”I turned, already expecting her.There stood Mrs. Langston, my neighbor from across the hall, wrapped in her signature pink robe with a feathered trim that had seen better days. Her hair was rolled tight in bright curlers, and in her hand was the ever-present mug that declared #1 Grandma, despite her never having mentioned any grandchildren.She leaned against her doorframe, her eyes gleaming with unspoken questions. She was harmless, mostly. But today, her prying nature rubbed me the wrong way.“Morning, Mrs. Langston.” I nodded politely. “Just heading to the office. Early day.”Her brow rose, clearly unconvinced. “Must be something important. I saw you pacing around your living room window earlier. Thought maybe you were arguing with someone.”I gave a small laugh that didn’t quite reach my eyes. “Just work stress. Yo

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Thorns in the Garden

Michael’s POV The garden was still. Too still.Everything should have felt peaceful, but the only thing stirring inside me was a bitter frustration.I dragged my feet along the winding stone path, hands buried deep in the pockets of my jacket, eyes scanning nothing.Each step was heavier than the last, as if I carried the weight of every secret Fernando ever fed me, every lie he forced me to live with, every memory he burned into my brain with those cold, commanding eyes.And then there were the footsteps.Two sets. Always two.I didn’t have to look to know they were there. They were the guards Fernando had assigned to me.I sighed and came to a slow stop. The guards stopped too, their boots clicking against the stones."Do you guys ever get tired of playing watchdog?" I asked, my voice tight, barely masking my irritation.No answer.I turned slowly to face them, my expression somewhere between defiance and exhaustion. "I said, do you ever get tired of following me around like sha

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A Bitter Revelation

Fernando's POV I paused by the rose hedge. My eyes locked on them almost immediately.Then it came.Alan told Michael to leave me.Every muscle in my body locked. The world stopped.I felt the anger surge like wildfire through my veins, consuming every thought. I wasn’t even aware of my movement until my feet carried me closer to them.Michael’s face drained of color when he caught sight of me. His eyes widened, a flash of guilt flitting across his expression.I stepped forward, my voice cutting through the silence like a blade. “I see. What an interesting conversation.”Michael’s breath hitched. His eyes darted between Alan and me, looking lost, helpless, like a man caught between two worlds he didn’t know how to navigate. His lips parted, but he didn’t speak, and that drove me mad.Alan, however, didn’t hesitate. He stepped closer to Michael, seemingly oblivious to the tension thickening in the air. “Fernando—”“No.” I raised a hand, cutting Michael off before he could attem

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The Edge of Fury

Michael’s POVMy pulse hammered in my ears as I stared at Alan, his body crumpling to the ground with a sickening thud after Fernando's fist collided with his jaw."Stay the hell out of my business," Fernando snarled, his voice a low growl. He loomed over Alan like an animal cornering its prey, daring him to move.Alan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes fierce and unyielding. "This isn't just your business anymore, Don Fernando," he said, his voice thick with defiance. "You don’t own Michael. He’s not a possession. He’s a person—""Shut your damn mouth!" Fernando’s voice cracked like a whip through the air, sharp and venomous.I moved forward, my breath caught in my throat. "Fernando, that’s enough! You’ve done enough!" My voice was tight.But Fernando didn’t listen. His focus was entirely on Alan.I could feel the heat radiating off him as his body tensed with suppressed violence.Servants and guards had begun to gather around, forming a hesitant circle at the

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The Storm Within

The Car at the Curb

Thorns in the Garden

A Bitter Revelation

The Edge of Fury