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The Tragedy of That Year

Ava’s PerspectiveIntroducing Alexander to Daphne had been a total failure. But since Daphne had gone out of her way to mention my so-called heroic deed to Lady Morgan last night, that failure was reframed—repackaged as self-sacrifice.“You did your best,” Lady Morgan said, her voice like cold glass. “You rescued your sister. You may visit your brother.”The moment she said it, I knew it wasn’t praise—it was pity disguised as reward. She never praised. Only measured obedience, tallied usefulness like coin. And today, I had apparently met the quota.So she let me go. Just for one day.To the villa.To see Jasper.I didn’t argue. I didn’t thank her. I just ran.The car couldn’t move fast enough. My fingers trembled the whole ride. Every streetlight we passed was another second lost. Two years had gone by since Jasper opened his eyes. Two years of waiting, hoping, begging.And now—he was awake.But at the door to his hospital room, I stopped. My hand hovered over the handle. The light ins

The Deal with the Devil

Ava's PerspectiveI firmly believe Father wouldn't have taken his own life without reason. And even though I hated how Jasper had shut me down, told me to stop asking, I couldn’t ignore the truth sitting just beneath the surface.I remembered how the mafia and the Quinn family had backed us into a corner—tightened the noose until we had no options left. Maybe Jasper was protecting me. Maybe the truth was worse than I imagined.Either way, I understood it now: to save my brother from that same fate, I had to trade my own future. My freedom for his. That was the only deal left on the table.I never imagined this would be my life. I used to be a pampered little princess—naive, soft, stupid. Now, I was someone else entirely. I had to be. The kind of girl who measured risks, made trades, calculated gains like a player at a poker table.After everything with Jasper, I didn’t want to go back to Bill’s place and ruin what was left of my mood. I sat in the car for a while, just staring. Then I

The Burly Man Pulled the Trigger

Ava's PerspectiveHis eyes pinned me in place.For a moment, I forgot how to breathe.He crossed the distance slowly, each step a deliberate invasion. When he finally stopped in front of me, the air between us felt thin. His hand rose, rough knuckles grazing my jaw as he tilted my face upward. The pad of his thumb brushed the corner of my mouth.“You look like you’re about to cry again,” he murmured, voice low, a thread of amusement curling through the words. “Did my baby miss me that much?”I could only nod. The faintest smile touched his lips before he whispered, “Say it.”“I… missed you.” The confession trembled out of me.“Good girl.”The praise came soft but final, striking deeper than any command. My knees weakened.He drew me into his arms, the movement so effortless it felt inevitable. My cheek pressed to his chest; the steady thud beneath my ear grounded me even as the scent of him—smoke, gun oil, and something darker—pulled me apart. His shirt was thin, the warmth of his body

I Don't Want to Be a Prostitute

Alexander's PerspectiveThe room was a goddamn mess.Broken glass crunched under my boots. Furniture overturned. Blood smeared across the marble like some deranged artist got creative. My men stood frozen, faces pale, eyes avoiding mine."How many?" I asked, voice cold.Silence. Then Eddy stepped forward. "Four. Two stabbed. Two strangled."I let the numbers sit for a beat. Four men. Dead. In my building. On my watch.I turned slowly. "All this," I said, gesturing at the wreckage, "for one woman?"Eddy swallowed hard. "She was trained. Military or something like it. Moved fast. Precise."I stared at him. "If she was that good, she'd be long gone by now. But she’s not. You know why?"No answer.I stepped in closer. "Because she’s not running. She’s hiding."Something shifted in Eddy’s posture. I watched it click in his head.I narrowed my eyes. "If she wanted out, she wouldn’t be dragging this out. She’s circling. Waiting. She’s after something—or someone."Eddy grabbed his walkie-talki

The Truth Behind the Mafia’s Persecution of Ava’s Family

Eddy’s PerspectiveThe elevator hummed as it climbed. I kept my eyes on the floor numbers, reporting what I knew. “We’ve got a man stationed on the top floor. He can handle the girl.”Alexander didn’t respond. He just stood there, cigarette in hand, calm as a storm that hadn’t decided when to break.Then, without looking at me, he said, “Ava’s still upstairs.”The words hit harder than they should have. My throat tightened. I hadn’t thought about her in the equation. If that girl was armed or desperate, she could’ve been holding Ava hostage by now.I glanced at him. “You think the girl’s got her?”He exhaled smoke, eyes fixed on the glowing floor display. “If she does, it won’t matter.”That was it. No edge in his tone, no urgency—just cold certainty. Like he was talking about furniture, not a person.Something about that unsettled me. I’d always figured Ava mattered to him in some twisted way—he’d never said it, but the way he looked at her sometimes made it obvious. Now, though, I wa

This Isn't Quite Right

Ava's PerspectiveBut whichever request I made would expose my current identity as an imposter.Alexander wasn’t just any man. He was unpredictable, dangerous, and worst of all—powerful. He’d said he’d help me, but even the Godfather couldn’t control him. So what made me think I could? That I could lean on him and not pay the price later?A gift that couldn’t be repaid was just a noose tied with a pretty ribbon.I stared at him, still lounging on the sofa, cigarette balanced between two fingers, looking at me like he had all the time in the world.His generosity should’ve felt comforting, thrilling even. And for a moment, it did. But the longer I looked, the more I realized: this wasn’t safety. This was temptation. And I couldn't afford to fall for it.After a long silence, I finally said it."Our relationship can't continue any longer."The words dropped between us like a stone in still water.I didn’t dare look at him immediately. My hands clenched in my lap.He didn’t move. Didn’t s

Bill Slipped His Hand Inside Julian's Clothes

Ava's PerspectiveWhen I made my way down to the ground floor, the first thing I noticed was Eddy’s teasing grin. It made my stomach tighten with embarrassment, and I couldn't help but explain myself. "I've bandaged it up, so I'll be heading out now," I said, lifting my arm to show him the dressing.Eddy nodded, still wearing that grin. “Thanks for handling the girl,” he said, his voice warm but with a curious edge. “How’d you know she was lying?”His question made me feel a little better, giving me an excuse to focus on something else. I shrugged casually, though I didn’t feel quite as calm as I tried to seem. “Her first reaction when she came in wasn’t to look for somewhere to hide—it was to observe me. Even when someone knocked on the door a few minutes later, she didn’t flinch. No sign of fear at all. That’s when I knew everything she’d said was a lie.”Eddy raised his eyebrows, clearly impressed. “That’s sharp. You’ve got good instincts, Ava.”I gave him a small smile in acknowled

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