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CARLOSKyla gasped as her back hit the wall; heavy moan slipped past her parted lips, mixing with the rush of the shower wetting them.Carlos's mouth latched on to her breàst His hand dug into her thighs as he fûcked her hard from below.Her tight walls sucked his côck in like it was meant to be there. To ravage and fûck.She was the sweetest good girl he'd ever tasted, and it was so fûcking addictive. She took every thrust with desire. Her body flushed. Hair glue to her face like a sexy goddess.Good thing he has her aunt's permission.Take good care of her.Oh, he will. He was good at it.The first thing he did after she bid her aunt goodbye was remind her about the birth control.The crazy thing was. She did three days ago.She was ready. And that was one fûcking thing he loved about her.Ready to be his.The raw intimacy was everything. He could feel her every inch. Tight. Warm. Sinful.Every thrust was like drowning deeper into an ocean of pleasure."Oh God, Carlos!" She scream

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Kyla's heart jumped to her throat.“Oh shit…” she whispered. They have been active for two minutes. Taylan had heard everything. Every moan. Every breath. Every broken sounds she'd tried to hold back.She quickly hung up and dropped her phone, then palm her trembling hands against her red, flushed face.“Fûck, fûck, fûck…”She reached her phone and texted the devil.~You hacked my phone?!!~His reply came instantly.~Do you like it?~She grunt. “Asshole.”Stepping out, she found him waiting outside as expected. Back leaned against the wall. A smirk on his lips.“You are in—” The vibration against her clit made her halt. “Fûck”“Oops, my hand slipped.”She charged towards him, wanting to grab his phone, the controller. He easily dodged, grabbed her by the neck, and pinned her against the wall. Face inches from hers.“You seriously think I won’t find out?”Kyla gasped as waves hit, her knees buckled, clenching at the vibration.“He… is a friend. He was only helping.”“You could have ju

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The street hummed with usual Brooklyn noises. Engines of cars, footsteps, and chatters of people.In the local restaurant, Daisy weaved her way, serving the last customer for the night. The scent of salivating Chinese local meals wafted the air.“Go home, ah,” Mama Liu said without looking up. “It’s late. The moon is already halfway gone.”“It’s not that late. I should clean the trays first,” Daisy said, tossing her apron on a hook. “No. The street is dangerous for young women. You might stumble upon some bad guys who have no future,” The old woman packed up a small box, pushing it across the counter. “Eat this when you get home.”“I’m fine, really.”“Tch. Take it. You don’t argue with me.”Daisy smiled. She never won these arguments anyway.“Alright, alright.”She took the box, pressed a kiss on the old woman’s cheek, and left the restaurant.The old woman sighs. “How could a sweet girl like her lose her job. I won't mind if she decides to be my adopted granddaughter since the ones

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CARLOS.It was morning, and the first thing that greeted Carlos was the sweet scent of meat, something buttery, and faintly spicy. With half-opened eyes, he entered the kitchen."Look who is awake. Good morning, sleepyhead." Kyla greeted in apron focused on cooking.Carlos had came to a conclusion, sleeping easily was part of Kyla's charm.Whatever what her heat was made of... it bought him this sense of peace that drifted him in tranquility easily.These few days, she'd been his addiction. Sex, talks, watching her sleep. He hadn't been this attached to anyone this way.Did he like it?No.It scares him.He was beginning to note what Dr. Yuri had said.What if they had met before the custody agreement?What could possibly make her feel so different from the others he'd encounter?The worst part was. He can't stay away for too long.Carlos had been a type who hunt his prey himself. He trust his efficient and speed.However, in recent days. He'd let his men take over his hunt and give

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KYLA For a heartbeat, her mind went blank. No sound. No word. Only the repeating echo of “dead” in her head. “What did you just say?” Her voice trembled. “He is gone, Kyla,” Josie said, trying to keep her voice calm. “They found him this morning in his cell.” “Cell?” Kyla frowned. "When did Jayden become a prisoner?" Carlos’s expression hardened. His jaw locked. The news had caught him off guard as well. “How?” he asked. “Suicide,” Josie answered. “The warden called a few hours ago. He hung himself.” The blow hit Kyla again. Cell. Suicide. That can not be Jayden. Carlos was already reaching for his phone. “I'm coming with you!” Kyla blurted, flinging off the apron. “Kyla—” “I'm coming, Carlos,” she said firmly. “Fine.” She didn't bother to change. She followed him to the car. Josie did the same, and they drove to the private airport where Carlos's jet waited. Inside was quiet and tense. Only the soft hum of the jet filled the air. Thoughts crowded Kyla’s

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CARLOS.Carlos stood at the threshold of the cell, eyes sharp and calculating. The air hung with the antiseptic scent of the investigators moving around and dry blood.Jayden’s limp body hanging before him. Head twisted unnaturally to one side, skin paled, eyes closed, lips slightly parted.What rattled Carlos wasn't the death but the fact that this happened without his knowledge. The detectives and forensic officers moved around, collecting evidence. Yet, Carlos stood still, his eyes scanning. The rope, the knots, the position of the body. Raymond walked to him.“It’s… unusual. Nothing in the records indicates tampering. No struggle marks. No bruises. The rope was tied clean, perfect slip knot on the vent. Chair kicked aside. Door locked from inside. No forced entry. Cameras cut out three minutes before discovery.” He paused, frowning. “For now, there’s nothing that incontrovertibly proves homicide. There’s nothing messy about this, which is what makes it feel wrong. It’s too neat

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Jayden’s burial was held the following day.The investigation was ruled as suicide for the meantime but investigation still went on behind the shadow.After receiving that letter, Carlos checked the hospital’s surveillance footage and saw the mysterious figure that snuck in.It was a woman wearing a dark cloak and a hat. Her face was completely concealed.Carlos had never seen anyone like that. Judging by how perfectly she executed the crime, she wasn’t just anyone. One way or the other she was linked to the Serpent.Killing Jayden proved she knew Carlos’s identity as RED.Was she the Whisperer? Or one of the dangerous project leaders?The car pulled up into the building’s driveway, and Carlos stepped out, his presence calm as he approached the entrance. He halted when he saw Josie in the garden and went to stand beside her.She was quiet, staring at the night sky. Her hair danced in the wind.“The night looks lovely,” she muttered.“And cold," he added. "You should go inside."Josie

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KYLA Kyla closed her eyes, feeling his lips press against her forehead. The warmth flooded through her, making her almost purr. Just being close to him was heaven, yet her heart ached. What Josie said about her son haunted her mind. The next kiss was on her lips. Kyla took it, letting the heat consume her. It could be their last. She couldn’t hold it in anymore. She needed to tell him how she truly felt. He broke the kiss, his blue eyes studying her. “You seem off,” he said, caressing her arm. “Is there something you want to tell me?” “I… uhm.” She hesitated. “I was thinking about our relationship.” “What about it?” “That we should… you know, go on a date or something. A restaurant. The park. Just… hang out in public and let people know a—” “What?” He raised a brow. “A date? Kyla, only couples date.” “Couples do romances. It’s not going to hurt our relationship. We should stop hiding in the shadows. I want us out there like…” “People in love,” he finished for h

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Carlos's eyes fluttered opened in the moving car. He ordered the car to stop and as it did, he ran a hand over his face.Kyla words repeated in his head, grating his sanity with cruel precision.She won't understand.She never would.The kind of things he did. She would turn away if she sees them.~~~KYLAKyla paced the room, phone trembling in her hands.Carlos wouldn’t pick up. He wasn’t replying to her texts either.Groaning, she threw on a dress and stormed out for a drive.“No. Do not follow me. I don’t need a chaperone tonight. I need to be alone,” Kyla snapped at the bodyguard.“It’s late, Miss Harper.”“I know. I just need to breathe, please!"Surprisingly, the guard only nodded and stepped away.Kyla got into the car and drove out of the building. Rolls of streetlights flashed over the hood as she sped down the road.Her hands gripped the steering wheel tight, tears streaming down her face. God, she needed might need a drink. She needed him off her mind, even if it was just

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Kyla was back in the room, pacing. Her forehead beaded with sweat, phone in hand. Messages, call went unanswered.She dropped to the bed with a sob, chest tight.A knock sounded on the door.“Carl?” She rose quickly.But as the door creaked open, Josie stood in the doorway. Her expression was soft, yet etched with concern.“How are you, dear?”Kyla secretly wiped her face and forced a smile.“I’m fine, Ma Jo.”“Don’t lie to me,” Josie said gently. “I heard everything.”“What?”“Your confession to my son,” she said with a small smile. “I heard everything, dear.”“I…” Kyla’s voice broke, tears streaming down her face.“Oh, sweetheart.” Josie pulled her close, patting her back. “You were brave to say it. Despite knowing what he’s capable of.”“He can’t possibly mean all of that.” Kyla shook her head, her voice trembling. “Why would he say those things? Why would he leave?”Josie smiled painfully. “Take a seat.”She did, sniffling. “You have to tell me, Josie. I need to know. The more I s

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