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CHAPTER 42- CRASH INTO CHAOSMARVIN POV When I opened my eyes, I didn’t know if they were actually open.Everything was… sideways.There was no up or down. Just pain and a buzzing silence like I was underwater and the world above didn’t care if I surfaced again.When the crash hit, it wasn’t sound I noticed first.It was the weight. It was almost like the air itself had slammed down on me.The steering wheel crushed against my ribs, and my head snapped forward so hard my teeth bit into my tongue. The airbag burst open with a deafening pop, shoving me back into the seat. For a moment, I thought I’d gone deaf. I blinked. My lashes scraped something sticky. Blood?I tried to lift my arm but it barely moved.The windshield was gone...or maybe it was still there, just shattered into a million glittering pieces clinging to the frame. Some of it was in my hair. Some on my hands. I could still feel the sting in my palm where a shard had already cut deep. Something was leaking from the das

CHAPTER 4- SEND TROUBLE MY LOCATIONLARRY'S POVThe kitchen smelled like coffee and pancakes. Brandy was humming softly, flipping a pancake like she owned the world...or at least the morning. I sat across from her, fingers drumming on the table, staring at my phone but not really seeing it.Then the TV cut through like a slap:Honestly? I didn’t give a damn about the news. Not one bit. But hearing Marvin’s name was enough to make my head spin. What the hell?«BREAKING NEWS: Authorities report a serious vehicular accident involving Marvin Perkins earlier this morning. Details remain limited at this time, and emergency personnel are on the scene. We will continue to provide updates as information becomes available.»A sultry chill immediately crept down my spine, and I shivered. What?! Marvin? My heart almost skipped a beat. I blinked once…no…..twice, my eyes stretched wide, I was afraid my ciliary muscles would snap. How? Why? This wasn’t the plan. Heck no it wasn't. Victor and I... we

CHAPTER 46– ONE DOWN LARRY'S POV I reached the office and pulled up at the garage. Laura was already outside, pacing like she’d been waiting forever.“Sir...” she started the second I stepped out.I walked straight past her without slowing down.“Sir, please, it’s about the board...” her heels clicked behind me. She warned but none of it landed. My head was still back at that café, still stuck on Victor’s words, still hearing: Have you really seen the news?Everywhere I turned, eyes followed me. Conversations dipped into silence the second I passed. Some people had the decency to pretend to be busy; others didn’t bother hiding their stares. But guess what? I didn’t care. It's my fucking company... and I could fire any asshole anytime I want to. I couldn’t care less about that by the way...what I really cared about was why the board had called me.I hadn’t even stepped into the boardroom yet, and I was already pissed as hell.By the time I reached there, my patience was already hangi

CHAPTER 48 – GET UP LAZARUS, EVERYTHING'S CRUMBLING I froze mid-step, my heart lurching like someone had just yanked it out of my chest. I turned quickly, already asking myself who on earth had the nerve to startle me here of all places.I caught a man leaned by the window. Tall, dark suit, standing there like the whole room had been reserved for him. The light slid across his jaw, and his eyes...God, those eyes...cold and calculating like I was some file on his desk. But there was something in his stance that made my stomach twist. I hadn’t noticed him before. The curtain of my exhaustion and worry had been so thick, I hadn’t even seen that someone was here, just… watching.“I—uh...Can I help you?” He didn’t even bother talking to me, just walked straight up to Marvin’s bed and stared at him. I hated the way he looked at him… it wasn’t care, it wasn’t concern. No, it was worse. It was pity, like Marvin was some broken thing on display, and I swear it made my skin crawl.I was about

CHAPTER 50: RUNNING FROM MYSELF LARRY'S POVI hadn’t gone home in two days now. What was left for me there anyways?The office smelled like stale coffee, ink, and literally my own exhaustion. Papers cluttered the desk in front of me, but none of them mattered. My tie was loose, shirt wrinkled...and my shoes… yeah, my shoes weren’t even together. I’d kicked them off in some kind of half-conscious fit, and now they were tossed across the room like they were auditioning for a modern art exhibit. Classic me. I just couldn’t bring myself to care. I sat in that same chair, staring at the same wall, drowning in the same thoughts.Brandy had been calling me non-stop. My phone had lit up so many times I’d memorized the pattern of her name flashing on the screen. But I didn’t pick up. I couldn’t. Not when my chest felt like it was collapsing in on itself every time her name appeared in my head. What would I even say? That I’m falling apart? That I can’t breathe? That the woman I once thought