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Mission

~ William’s POV ~ My eyes snapped open as cold sweat plastered my shirt to my chest. The loud ringing of my alarm clock was the only thing that had managed to drag me out of the suffocating darkness of my nightmare. I scrambled out of bed as the images from the dream replayed in my mind. The screams, the scratching and struggling. I stumbled down the short hallway as I found the door to Stephanie’s room was slightly open. I pushed it open just enough to see her. She was still asleep as her soft brown hair fanned out on the pillow. She was safe. She was still here. A shaky breath escaped me, and my legs gave out. I slid down the wall until I was sitting on the floor, burying my face in my hands. It had been seven years since my sister was murdered and I still couldn’t close my eyes without seeing her face. Seven good years, and there was still no justice. Just an open case file and a memory that haunted me like a ghost. I clenched my fists in anger. The culprits were still ou

Encounter

There was a knock on the door and Emily walked in. “Sir,” she said with a formal tone. Chief nodded before looking at me again. “Agent Emily here is going to be working with you on the case.” I frowned. “I tend to work alone sir. Besides, I don't think it's wise to send two agents on the field.” I grumbled the words out. He just chuckled. “She's not going with you, but she'll be the one passing vital information to you. Think of it as your outside field partner.” He said. “I'll do my best sir.” She said confidently. “I trust you would. I'll excuse you both now.” As we walked out of the office, Emily didn't say anything to me as I trailed behind her. I wasn't comfortable working with her but I had no choice, and I still had another thing to worry about. “Emily,” I called out and she turned to me. "I need to talk to you," I said, walking toward her. "Stephanie," I began, my voice tight with concern. "I need someone to look after her while I'm doing this mission." She smiled

Disappointed

My breath hitched in my throat as Dante’s hazel eyes pinned me to the spot. Wait? Did he just call me fragile? That sounded like both an insult and a challenge all at once. Before I could respond, a muscular man from behind him cleared his throat. "Boss, we have somewhere to be," he said, his voice flat and edged with impatience. Dante’s gaze didn't leave mine and he still had that damned smile as if he was choosing a menu, then he gave me a final, hard look before he and his men turned and walked away. I let out the breath I hadn't realized I was holding. The man who had been leading me let out a relieved sigh. "You're lucky the boss was in a good mood," he said, rubbing his temple. "He doesn't tolerate mistakes. You should watch where you're going next time." He warned. But my eyes followed the retreating figures. "Who were those men?" I asked, my voice low. "That's Antonio," he gestured to the one who looked like he was running out of time, "he's the boss second in command.

Danger

The digital clock on my bedside table read 2:14 am. The entire mansion was silent and I was dressed in all black, the dark clothes blending into the shadows of my room. My bag lay open on the floor, the small, sleek device inside its only content. It was a CCTV deactivation device. It was a piece of police tech that could briefly turn off the cameras, giving me a 20 minute window. So I mentally planned myself. I had five minutes to get to the study, ten to search, and five to get out.I took a deep breath, then I got ready. I slipped out of my room and into the hallway. The air was cool and still. I moved down the corridor, passing silent portraits and towering vases. Reaching a corner, I took a quick look around. There was no one. I pulled the device from my pocket and activated it. A small, green light blinked and I knew all the cameras were now turned off.My internal clock started ticking. The mansion's layout was already seared into my memory, and I used every shadow to my advant

Gunfire

“Fuck.” I cussed. Was I really going to hell with these criminals? "Keep your head down!” Dante said as he docked my head low. He held my cheeks as he looked into my eyes. “Stay calm!" His voice was a steady command as it cut through the noise.Stay calm? The thought was absurd. I was trapped in a car with a man I was supposed to be hunting, with no weapon, no backup, and there was a full blown gunfight in the middle of a public road.I heard some scrambling and before I could even process it, Marco and Antonio had guns in their hands. They were firing back at the aggressors as Marco’s laughter pierced the air. The fucker seemed to enjoy the brutality. Because I had honestly never seen him change his damned poker face expression, except for now."These little boys really think they can play master because they have little toys that spits bullets huh," Antonio snarled, a scowl on his face as he fired."Hurry up and finish them off," Dante said, his voice completely devoid of panic. "I

Beautiful lips

I slid into the car as I started the vehicle. "Are you sure it's okay for me to be driving?" I asked.He simply reached out and tapped a location into the car’s GPS. "Drive." He leaned back, folded his arms across his chest, and closed his eyes. He looked so at peace, so calm. Was he fucking serious right now? He's seriously bleeding and he's acting all casual about it. I sighed as I stared driving but glanced in the rearview mirror as I pulled away. Fucking Antonio was still there with that annoyed look in his face. He definitely didn't trust me but he couldn't do anything since his boss clearly has no sense of danger whatsoever.As I drove, I kept wondering what possibly went through this man's head when he had just ordered a man's thumbs to be cut off and then calmly fell asleep, not a flinch of pain on his face? I shook my head at the thought. I was here to steal from him, not to try to understand this psycho. “Focus, William. Stay on the mission.” I muttered as I gripped the sti

Embarrassed

When he was done changing, he got into the car without a word. My face was still burning, and I could feel the heat radiating from my cheeks. He just sat back in his seat as I started the engine, his expression unreadable. I kept my eyes fixed on the road, following the GPS to our destination. When we arrived at the hotel, Marco and Antonio were already there, their faces as stony as ever. Antonio shot me a look like he could kill me. He was the only person who seemed to see me as a threat, and I in all honesty, I was. Marco, however, walked over to my side of the car, his massive frame still somehow moving with surprising grace."Did you manage to stop the bleeding?" he asked."Yeah, I did," I replied, "He's fine.""Did he bleed a lot?" Marco's eyes, usually so blank, held a flicker of genuine concern.Dante, who had just gotten out of the car, cut in. "I'm fine Marco. Stop asking stupid question." He then turned to me. "Wait here with Marco. I won't be long."Antonio scoffed, a loo

Pleasure

I gripped my erection through the fabric of my boxers, a futile attempt to get a hold of myself. “This is fucking embarrassing,” I whined. Was I reacting like this because it's been so long? I haven't had sex or even touched anyone since I broke up with Emily. “This is just your body messing with you.” I told myself. It was a lie, and I knew it. The only reason I was hard was because I was thinking about him.I decided to take matters into my own hands. I slid my hand inside my boxers as I stroked my hard cock, but the physical act felt empty. It did nothing to soothe the burning ache in my body. Not until I closed my eyes and let my mind wander. I imagined Dante's hands on me, his beautiful face above mine, his seductive voice whispering in my ear. My breaths grew ragged, and I started to moan, a low sound that I barely recognized as my own. "Mmmhm Dante," I muttered, my voice hoarse. I bit my lip as my body went hazy with a rush of desire. I visualised him stroking me and I only go

The game

TRIGGER WARNING!!!~ Dante's POV ~The room smelt of blood and fear. It was a familiar aroma, one that clung to the edges of my expensive suits. The pathetic whimpering of the man tied to the chair was getting a bit annoying. He was a mess, tears and snot mingling with the blood trailing on his cheap shirt. His left hand, or what remained of it, bled as his fingers laid carefully on the table, detached from his body.I watched him, with boredom clear on my face. Such melodrama. You’d think a little… persuasion… would be expected in this line of work. Instead, they always acted so surprised, so betrayed. As if they hadn’t signed their own damn contracts in blood, metaphorically speaking.Pushing myself up from the creaky wooden chair I had been sitting, I straightened my jacket. This idiot could have saved himself a lot of pain, and a lot of… inconvenience, if he had simply been honest from the start.My gaze drifted to the small table where a plate of steaming pasta sat, half eaten.

devil's prey

As we drove, I kept staring at the photo of this Liam Carter. I hoped he looked as good as he does in the picture."Are you absolutely sure you want to hire him, Boss?" Antonio voiced out. His gravelly annoyed voice only grated on my nerves. I stopped looking at the screen and shot him a hard glare, my eyes narrowing. "You're starting to talk too much. Do you have a problem with my decisions?"He immediately stiffened, his head snapping down. "No Boss. I apologize."I rolled my eyes and continued staring at the pic. “We've arrived, boss.” the driver announced and I looked up. As soon as we stepped out of the car, Marco was already there waiting, with his usual expression."Everything's been taken care of, Boss," he rumbled, his voice a deep bass that was far more pleasant than Antonio's.I simply nodded and headed into the building. Workers scattered as soon as they saw me approaching, their faces pale with a mixture of fear and respect. Miss Rossi, my head of human resources, pract

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