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CHAPTER 10 - The Perfect Weapon

"You want to take down Marcus Ashford with paperwork?" Damien's skepticism was palpable despite his weakened state.The woman crossed her arms. "I want to take him down with evidence. There is a difference.""And you are?" I asked."Cassidy. Bull's wife." She shot a look at the massive biker, who suddenly looked sheepish. "The wife none of you knew about because he thought keeping me secret would keep me safe. How did that work out, baby?"Bull rubbed the back of his neck. "Can we discuss my failures later?""No. We are discussing them now." Cassidy's voice was steel. "You have been riding into wars without telling me, coming home bleeding, and thinking I did not notice? I am a forensic accountant, not an idiot.""I was protecting you—""By lying? By making me think you worked construction?" She turned back to the rest of us. "I found his cut two months ago. Did my research. Figured out exactly what the Iron Wolves were into. And I have been quietly investigating Marcus Ashford ever s

CHAPTER 11 - Shattered Illusions

Time fractured into slow motion.Richard's gun swung between Damien and me, his finger trembling on the trigger. Behind him, four armed men in tactical gear blocked the doorway."Nobody move." Richard's voice was eerily calm. "Flora, step away from the criminal. Now."I did not move. Could not move. My body refused to obey."Flora." Harder now. "I will not ask again."Damien shifted, trying to stand despite his wounds. Richard's gun locked on him instantly."Do it and she watches you die." Richard's smile was almost gentle. "Is that what you want, Flora? To see his brains on the wall?""Richard, please—""Please what? Please let you play house with this trash? Please pretend you were not in my bed six weeks ago?" His laugh was broken glass. "Oh wait. You were not. You were spreading your legs for him while wearing my ring."Axel moved incrementally toward a weapon on the table. One of Richard's men aimed at him."Everyone stays very still," Richard continued. "Or I start shooting. Flo

CHAPTER 12 - Possession

The parking lot felt like a battlefield without the bullets.Richard shoved me toward the first SUV, his grip never loosening. I stumbled, caught myself against the cold metal."Get in.""Richard, listen to me—""I am done listening." He opened the door, pushed me inside. "You have talked enough. Made enough choices. Now you do what you are told."I grabbed the door frame, preventing him from closing it. "You cannot keep me prisoner forever.""Watch me."Behind us, I heard movement. Damien and the others were coming. Richard heard it too. He pulled a radio from his jacket."Execute contingency three. Now."Static. Then: "Copy. Contingency three active."Before I could ask what that meant, explosions lit up the night. Not the motel—somewhere else. Multiple locations. Sirens wailed immediately."What did you do?" Horror flooded through me."Insurance." Richard finally succeeded in pushing me fully into the SUV. "Those explosions? They are at three Iron Wolves businesses. The garage. The

CHAPTER 13 - The Price of Protection

The message disappeared from my screen as Richard's hand closed around my phone."What is this?" He held up the burner, his expression shifting from confusion to fury. "Where did you get this?""I found it—""Lying already." He smashed it against the marble floor. Plastic and glass exploded. "Search her. Everything."Two female guards appeared from nowhere. Professional. Efficient. They patted me down with clinical thoroughness, finding nothing else because there was nothing else to find."Clean," one reported.Richard's jaw clenched. "Upstairs. Medical wing. Strip search. Full cavity check. I want to know if she is hiding anything else."Humiliation burned through me. "You cannot be serious.""Do I look like I am joking?" He grabbed my arm, nails digging in. "You have proven you cannot be trusted. So now we verify. Thoroughly."They dragged me up the grand staircase. I fought every step, but the guards were trained and I was exhausted. They hauled me into a sterile room that smelled

CHAPTER 14 - Failed Rescue

Bull ran through smoke-filled hallways, his grip iron-tight around my waist as I bounced against his shoulder."Put me down! I can run!""Faster this way!" He kicked through a door, revealing a back stairwell. "Jake, status?"Static crackled in his earpiece. Then Jake's voice, breathless: "East wing compromised. They have reinforcements. Military-grade. We are pinned down!""How many?""Twenty. Maybe thirty. They were ready for us, Bull. It is a fucking ambush!"My stomach dropped. "They knew you were coming.""Impossible. We kept this tight—" Bull stopped mid-step as flood lights blazed outside every window. The entire estate lit up like daylight. "Fuck."Through the stairwell window, I saw them. Dozens of armed men in tactical gear pouring from trucks. Not private security. These moved like soldiers. Professional. Deadly."Marcus called in mercenaries," I whispered."How did he know?" Bull's voice was tight with betrayal. "How did he fucking know?"Then I remembered. The strip searc

CHAPTER 15 - Broken Doll

I woke to white walls and the steady beep of monitors.My mouth tasted like copper and chemicals. My limbs felt heavy, disconnected from my brain. I tried to sit up and discovered leather restraints around my wrists and ankles.Panic surged. I pulled against them, the leather biting into skin already raw."Good. You are awake." Dr. Morrison appeared in my field of vision, checking an IV bag. "How do you feel?""Let me go." My voice was hoarse, barely recognizable."I cannot do that. Mr. Ashford's orders." She adjusted something on the IV stand. "This is a mild sedative. Keeps you calm. Keeps the baby safe.""How long have I been here?""Three days." She said it like discussing the weather. "You have been very cooperative. Sleeping mostly. Eating when instructed. The perfect patient."Three days. Seventy-two hours lost to chemical fog."Where is Damien? The others?""That is not my concern. My concern is your health and the health of your child." She placed a hand on my stomach, and I

CHAPTER 16 - Death and Vows

The wedding dress was a cage made of silk and lace.White. Virginal. A mockery of everything it was supposed to represent. Two attendants laced the corset so tight I could barely breathe, which felt appropriate since I had not breathed freely in a week."Beautiful," Dr. Morrison pronounced, adjusting the veil. "Mr. Ashford will be very pleased."I stared at my reflection. Hollow eyes. Pale skin. A ghost wearing a costume."I need to see Damien. One last time.""That is not possible.""Please." I grabbed her wrist. "I am doing everything Richard wants. I am marrying him. I am giving up everything. Just let me say goodbye."She hesitated. Something flickered in her expression—sympathy, perhaps. Or pity."Five minutes. But if Mr. Ashford finds out—""He will not. I promise."She led me through the familiar corridors to the basement. Guards nodded us through without question. Dr. Morrison was trusted.The reinforced door opened.The smell hit me first. Blood. Sweat. Infection.Damien stil

CHAPTER 17 - Shadows and Deception

I stared at Bull, convinced the sedatives were making me hallucinate."That is impossible. Dr. Morrison confirmed—""Dr. Morrison is on our payroll." Bull glanced at the door, then back to me. "Has been for two weeks. Cassidy found her gambling debts. Three hundred thousand to a loan shark. We offered to clear it in exchange for help.""Help faking Damien's death?""Help keeping him alive long enough to fake it." Bull pulled out his phone, showed me a video. Damien, pale but breathing, in what looked like the back of a van. "We waited for the right moment. Your collapse at the wedding gave us the chaos we needed."My hands shook as I watched the footage. Damien's chest rising and falling. Real. Alive."How?""Drug that mimics death. Slows the heart to almost nothing. Damien took it an hour before you walked down the aisle. When you collapsed, everyone's attention shifted. Dr. Morrison pronounced him dead. Guards removed the body without checking thoroughly because Marcus was too focus

CHAPTER 18 - Blood and Betrayal

We drove for two hours before Jake pulled off into an abandoned warehouse district."We need to ditch the van. They will have trackers." He killed the engine. "Cassidy should have a safe car waiting three blocks north."Damien helped me out. His movements were still stiff from healing wounds. "Can you walk?""I can run if I have to."But the moment my feet hit pavement, pain lanced through my abdomen. Different from before. Sharper. Lower."Flora?" Damien caught me as I doubled over. "What is wrong?""Nothing. Just stress. I am fine."We moved through dark streets. Every shadow felt like a threat. Every sound made me flinch.Cassidy waited beside a nondescript sedan, laptop open on the hood. "Thank God. I was starting to think—" She stopped, seeing my face. "Flora?""She is in pain," Damien said. "The baby—""The baby is fine. I am fine." I forced myself upright. "We need to keep moving.""Agreed." Cassidy slammed her laptop shut. "But we have a problem. Victor Kane just posted on the

CHAPTER 19 - Through Ash and Fire

I woke to the taste of copper and smoke.My ears rang with a high-pitched whine that drowned out everything else. Concrete pressed against my face. Dust filled my lungs with every ragged breath.The baby. Where was my baby?I tried to move. Pain exploded through my left side—ribs broken, maybe worse. My vision swam with dark spots."Damien?" My voice came out as a whisper. "Damien!"No answer. Just the crackle of flames and the groan of unstable structure above me.I forced my head up. The operating room no longer existed. Where walls had stood, there was now open air and rubble. Half the building had collapsed. The other half burned.Bodies everywhere. Some moving. Most not.Ten feet away, partially buried under debris, I saw the doctor. Her eyes stared at nothing. Blood pooled beneath her head."No no no." I dragged myself forward, ignoring the agony. "My baby. Where is my baby?"A hand closed around my ankle.I screamed, kicked. The hand held firm."Flora. Stop. It is me."Damien.

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