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Chapter 81

CHASEI am a violent man, but I draw the line when it’s towards my woman. My stubborn wife, I dragged her out of that goddamn room. That room that divided us. I hated that she locked me out. I couldn't take it anymore. She yelled at me like I was a stranger. She didn't see me the whole day; all I saw were her feet when she ran away, hiding in other places. When I took her to our room, she fought me; she was dragging her feet like a five-year-old. She tried to push herself away from my grip, but she wasn't strong enough. She turned her face from me, like I was repulsive to her. I pushed the door open, my room, no- our room. The way I slammed the door made her flinch. The silence that followed was deafening. I immediately locked the door and turned the key. I shoved the key into my pocket. I wasn't giving her any chance to lock the door or run away. “You’re so fucking stubborn,” I yelled, the words coming out harsher than I meant. The light in her eyes dimmed. “You always

Last Updated : 2025-09-30

Chapter 82

SLOANE It's the same nightmare again. I woke up screaming. It's the same dream, the one I hate the most. The one that haunts me. Whenever I try to close my eyes, I see them. I see the faces of my friends. The same friends that should have survived, the ones that should have been alive. They had their hopes and dreams, but it's all gone. I saw their blood, I heard their screams. The way they begged, and the way their lives ended. I had goosebumps all over when I woke up, and my throat felt heavy from my screams. That's when I felt a body beside me, Chase. He wrapped his arms around me before I could gather my thoughts. He held me close to his chest. He didn't whisper; maybe he felt I needed to know I was alive and safe in his arms. He was calm. “You’re fine… you’re safe,” He said as he patted me in slow strokes. “It’s just a dream, you are fine, and you are here. Nothing is going to hurt you.” He said as he hugged me. I heard his shirt. I didn't let go. I was scared that if

Last Updated : 2025-10-01

Chapter 83

CHASEI hated mornings; I hated how the day started without waiting for my permission. The curtains were closed, but light managed to escape still. Sloane didn't leave her side of the bed; she didn't roll over or even try to turn to me. I would know. I felt the small wall that was between us. I don't regret it at all. I decided to turn over to her; she was awake, her eyes wide open. She stared at the ceiling like I didn't exist. “Sloane,” I called out. I was met with silence. I reached out, and my hand brushed the blanket on her arm. “Sloane, please look at me,” I said. She rolled over to the other side. Her back faced me. I clenched my jaw as I looked at her back.“I meant what I said,” I told her carefully. “And I won’t take it back. I’m glad it wasn’t you. You can hate me for that all you want, but I’ll never regret it.”She pretended like she didn't hear me; she didn't move or even breathe louder. She didn't flinch; it was just silence all over. I hated her silence; I w

Last Updated : 2025-10-01

Chapter 84

SLOANEBoredom is a type of punishment, the type that Chase has mastered. I was at home but it felt like I was alone. I had memorized the paint on the wall and counted every stripe of the rug. I had opened every drawer, sniffed every perfume and shirt. But nothing changed. I was tired, I had walked around over and over again. Walking from corner to corner. He said I should stay here, I am doing that, I am trying to do that. But it didn't change how tired I was. I tried to distract myself. On his table, he had books: self-help books and some that I couldn't get past the titles. Each time I went over to read, I couldn't get past the first page and title. The words got clumped together. I rolled my eyes, I didn't understand why I was trying so hard. I knew my mind wouldn't read a book or try to assimilate whatever else is happening. I hated this, I hated how much I thought of him, how much my mind was around Chase. The way he looked at me, the way his eyes dilated whenever he

Last Updated : 2025-10-02

Chapter 85

CHASEI sat behind my desk and felt the room close in. Kazmir leaned against the window frame.He was wound tight, pressing his hands into his pockets like he wanted to punch something. He kept saying the same thing over and over: go now, hit his father, burn them out. Move fast.I didn’t move. I watched him and kept my voice flat. “We don’t rush this,” I said. “We don’t throw men away on a leash chase.”He hit the desk with the heel of his hand. “You think that keeps you safe? You think this family thing stops at your door? He’s digging at you. At the men. At the trucks. We can’t wait.”“I know that.” I said quietly. “I know what’s at stake. But you didn’t see the mess at the border. You didn’t see the bodies. We need to be smart. We hit the right line, not the first man with a name.” I felt the heat of anger in my chest, but I kept it under control. Control mattered more than rage.Vadim stood by the door quietly. He waited for orders. He wanted to move. He was a good man, and he

Last Updated : 2025-10-03

Chapter 86

SLOANEI was still holding the phone when Natalia moved for it. Her hand was quick, sure, like she’d done this before. “Give it,” she said roughly. There were no soft words, no please. Her fingers closed around the edge of my screen and I tightened my grip.“Don’t,” I said. My voice sounded small even to me. I should have dropped it. I should have handed it over. Instead I sat on the edge of the bed and held it like it was the last thing standing between me and something that matteredShe lifted the phone and the brightness flashed on her face. She saw the thread I had just typed and the name at the top. Her mouth hardened and for a second I thought of all the ways this could end.“You’re playing games,” she snapped. “You text your father. You help them. You make deals with men who kill people. You think that is nothing?”I pulled the phone back. “It’s not like that,” I said. My hands shook. I tried to make my words level. “You don’t know what I am doing. I am doing what I have to

Last Updated : 2025-10-04

Chapter 87

CHASEI poured the whiskey slowly, watched it hit the glass and catch the light. The burn woke me up. I needed that burn. The day had been too loud. The warehouse, the men, the phone calls, Mark’s face when I put him on the ground. My hands still had the weight of it in them. The house smelled like old smoke and coffee and the echo of things that would not stay quiet.Natalia came in without knocking. She never knocked. She stood by the door when I looked up, calm like always, but the calm was thin. It sat on top of something else. I set the glass down and did not lean back. I wanted to see her straight.“No more secrets,” I said. I kept my voice even. I wanted it to sit hard in the room. “I don’t want to wake up to surprises.”She crossed to the side of the desk, hands flat on the wood, eyes careful. “Everything is fine with Sloane,” she said quick, smooth. “You do not need to worry about that.”I watched her. The words were too clean. They sounded like someone practicing what t

Last Updated : 2025-10-05

Chapter 88

SLOANEFive days.I stopped counting after five, but it’s still there in my head.Five nights. Cold sheets. No weight next to me. No arm. No breath. Just the space where he used to be.And me? Pathetic. Missing it. Missing him. Even the way he tossed in his sleep. Even the smell of his skin. It’s sick. I hate myself for noticing. For waiting. For hoping.He just stopped. No warning. No fight. Just… stopped coming in. Stopped looking at me. Like I turned invisible. Like I was just furniture he never picked out.The house isn’t quiet though. It’s louder than ever. There were new men, new guns and doors opening, closing, voices dropping the second I walked past. Even the security doubled. Tripled maybe. Something’s going on, something bad, and nobody tells me a thing.I asked Natalia once. Big mistake. She snapped “business” and “enemies” at me and left. That’s all this house is built on. Business. Enemies. Blood.So I got restless. Stupid restless. I’d sit on the back steps, watching

Last Updated : 2025-10-06

Chapter 89

Chase.Turns out, I am not immune to bullet wounds; I can get shot. The bullet tried its best, and it grazed me. I think I wouldn't know. I knew I immediately got into my car, and I drove back through the gates. It was like a movie scene because I could swear I didn't know where I was until I got home. My arm was leaking and aching. My shirt was soaked, and it was soaking through. It's not the first time I have been shot at, and it won't be the last, but this hurt differently. I didn’t shoot all of them; some were still breathing. But not for long, I would be sure to end them all. Something caught my eye, and I saw Sloane the moment I stopped the car. Why was she outside? Why can’t she even hide anything from her? She was in the yard. With my men, they are all laughing. She had a gun in her hand like she was trained for this, like she belonged with them, and she had earned it. I immediately got out, and I shut the door. I yelled, “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

Last Updated : 2025-10-07

Chapter 90

SloaneVadim pushed the first aid kit into my hands, not roughly but it was tense. The first aid kit was cold when it got into my hands. This wasn't the type that Vadim brought the last time. This was different, filled with so many things. Things that should belong in the hospital: the only thing that was missing was an MRI machine. Chase was on the couch, I moved towards him. I knew Vadim wouldn't help. I unbuttoned his shirt, he clenched his jaw. His blood smelled sharply and like iron. I hated how I jumped when I saw how soaked he was. It was soaked through his sleeves. How did he get shot? Why haven’t the scientists created a bulletproof vest that has longer arms like long sleeves tops and shirts. Maybe I should send an anonymous message to the FBI and have them create one. “Just sit and hold still.” I urged him to assist him. He kept looking at me, he was stern and stiff. I didn't care because I needed to help him.He might be my captor and my enemy but I don’t want him

Last Updated : 2025-10-07

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