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Stalk Thalia

The nurse scream moving back, Marcus and Henry crowd me. I ignore and stroke Thalia's face. Smoothing her hair. She looks like she’s finally escaped the world...escaped me. I hate it, and love it. Vaughn is up, looking between me and Thalia with a glare. Heavy weight settle on my chest as I watch her. I want to kiss her. Fuck her till every part of me is lost in her "Fuck" I grit and head towards the doorway. Eight minutes pass... “She’ll be awake in eight hours,” the nurse says, packing his bag. “Get her asleep for two days,” I command from the doorway. Vaughn and Marcus snap their heads toward me. The nurse’s mouth hangs open. I tilt my head, my eyes promising a slow death if he doesn't start an IV. Vaughn is across the room before I can realize . His arm slams into my chest with the force of a battering ram, pinning me against the doorframe. My spine screams as it hits the wood. Fuck, this kid is no joke. “I don’t know what the fuck is going on between you an

Irish antidote

CARLOS POV It is 2:00 PM. The air in my office is stagnant, heavy with the coppery scent of blood. I feel like a ghost in my own empire, unable to focus on the ledgers from Pliant Laboratory. My mind is a repetitive loop of Thalia’s face. The door hinges groan. "Nora is here, sir." The elder mobster walks in, smelling of expensive tobacco and ancient grudges. I don't offer him a seat and he doesn't wait. Just takes a place right on the sofa two stairs below me. "I’ll give you the antidote," I say, my voice a flat as I come down to him. "In exchange, you become my shadow. Open the portals for firearms." He lifts his head up at me"I want a permanent station in Russia. Now." Nora lets out a dry, scratchy laugh. "You’ve become bold, boy." I dismiss his belittlement"I told Zara years ago you were the one to watch. That you'll more dangerous than she ever was." "Yes," I lean forward, the shadows of the room clinging to my face. "And thanks to you, she gave me her brain in quest

Truth

THALIA POV My head is a shattered mirror. Every pulse of blood behind my eyes feels like a rhythmic hammer blow. I limp down the stairs, hand sliding against the cold wood of the banister, when a voice stops my heart. "Care to fucking tell me why you look fucking jolly with Carlos?" Carlos.. My heart stops beating as It’s Vaughn. His voice is raw, vibrating with a jagged edge I’ve not heard in a while "Reduce your voice," Henry hisses. They are in the kitchen, shadows dancing against the tile. "Don’t fucking shut me up! Answer me the fuck aloud!" Vaughn replies,fist slamming into the wall "He knows!" Henry roar aloud and I freeze on the bottom step, the air turning to ice in my lungs. "He knows who she is," Henry continues, his voice dropping into a soft, shameful confession. "He knows he killed her parents and she’s been training with us to put a bullet in his brain." My vision blurs and I reach for the wall, my fingernails digging into the plaster to steady me. I feel li

Escape

Ten minutes later, the house is a ghost. I look out the rearview mirror while Vaughn continue driving. I feel hollow, a shell of who I was. The car ride is a nightmare of our ringing phones. Marcus. Carlos. Marcus. Carlos. It's an insistent ring we had to kill the power to both devices, tossing them into the console.We pass the kids he saved showing on the news. I want to scream at them. He isn't a hero! He's a butcher! "Carlos knows," Vaughn says suddenly, his eyes fixed on the road. "He knows about your family. He knows why you're there." A single tear tracks down my cheek. "I know" "You knew?" He swerves, looking at me in shock"I heard you and Henry." "I...shit." he runs his hand through his hairI hold his hand, noticing a car from the mirror " Left! We’re being followed" A black sedan accelerates across the intersection, cutting us off so sharply we both jerk forward, our heads nearly hitting the roof. Vaughn’s arm snaps out across my chest to steady me. We don't s

What

I want him to fight me. I need him to, so I can memorize his skills, his patterns, and his weaknesses."Fight me," I say quietly as we walk into the warehouse.He stops and stares at me. "What?""I don’t want to believe you have a hearing problem, but I’ll repeat myself." A smile leaks from the corner of his lips. "Duel with..."Before I can complete my clarification, he grabs my face and kisses me. I am angry at this man. I should be running away from him; I don’t need a doctor's report to know he’s a psychopath, maybe even an insufferable monster: From killing my parents to beheading that woman, and now I find out he knows exactly who I am. He let me be because he intends to kill me himself.I should have nothing to do with him, but my body betrays me. Not just my body; my soul and my heart yearn for this man so badly that everything else fades away. And I let it. The fastest way to a man’s heart might be his stomach, but the fastest way to end a man is through his appetite.I op

Toys and more

The elevator ride takes forever, but finally, we arrive. One hand on her ass, her arms wrapped around my neck to steady herself, I open the second door, hidden in my office. Thalia jumps down, looking around. "I didn't know you had a bedroom here." I lock all the doors. The room is totally dark. "Carlos." She gasps and I stand by the door, watching her wait for me in the dark. I feel over the moon and on edge. Left to my own devices, I’d take her to my playroom and fuck her as brutally as I want. But this will do. I have to handle the heat in my chest. I walk closer to her, stopping her anxious look around by cupping her face. "I won't hurt you." She blinks at my words. "Do you trust me?" I try again. It's a far stretch, but I need her to. "Where is this?" she asks, evading the question. I press the switch and the red lights come on. I wait for her eyes to adjust. "This..." she stammers. On the ceiling are cuffs, strings, and chains. By the far wall is a small window wit

Two weeks

Two weeks.Two weeks since I confirmed I’m Carlos’s entertainment, puzzle, game.Two weeks of working alone- well, with Vaughn. Of not reporting to Marcus or Henry. Not because I’m afraid of them. Because I don’t have anything left to say.I still don’t have the heart to forgive them. There’s no excuse for not telling me Carlos knows who I am.And now, I’m done working like a loyal dog to them. I report when I want to. Which hasn’t happened.Also two weeks of me and Carlos fucking non stop. His house. My house. Warehouse. Office. The pool I so fear. The car we had our first sex. The bed I’ve woken up, without knowing how I got there. His desk. Everywhere that belongs to Carlos has heard my scream.At this rate, Marcus and the crew will be aware.Not like I careWe duelled this morning and I won again. Not because I’m better…I’m not.All I’ve to do is let my body press against his, something in his footwork stutters. His attention splits.He stops being the Don of Viper Lane and become

Maisie bomb

Vaughn remains on call as I head into a mission I hope doesn’t get me killed. If anyone chases me faster, get me or shoot… Well, fuck. I’m done.Five minutes into the drive, I branch the ball arena and spend five minutes shopping at the mall there“I can’t make the transfer now, kindly hold on to the goods, I’ll be at the arena and try again” I say and the staff nod with a smile.I slid my glass on and head straight to the rest roomThe van is there. Smaller than I expected: a minivan, ordinary-looking.“Key is on the roof " I check and start the car.“Forty minutes” Van count and I speed offIt take me twelve minutes instead of twenty to reach Denmark pharmaceuticals due to the way I floored the car. It’s like racing against time because the adrenaline won’t stop rushing. Finally, I’m standing 300m away, looking at the van.Just a bit taller than this“Is Maisie out? "“No. Maisie himself is inside with his men”“No one guarding?” There should be people guarding a truck load of new h

3 to one

CARLOS POVI see Thalia’s car leaving the compound as I’m pulling in.I should stop her. Something in my gut says to stop her.But there’s a larger threat moving and I need her away from here, not inside it, so I let her go and file the feeling away as I head inside.I send an emergency text to all units. Thalia’s name already removed from the distribution list.Seven minutes later I’m on the second floor with all 207 of my people in front of me — stationed soldiers, trainees, recruits, guards, the staff who’ve been here long enough to fight if it comes to it.The people stand completely still.“Who are those that worked with my woman during last attack”Damien turns hi head at me. I don’t need him to point it out. I literally just proclaimed Thalia. Which shouldn’t be new considering I’ve fucked, taken, held and touched her in every bit. She’s fucking mine. Rage, death and all.Xena steps forward. Then Kat. Sixteen more men and four soldiers“Handle the first floor, training gym and

3 to 1

“The person better pray I don’t survive this fight then”I grind out, bringing out my cigar. He lights it, watching as I puff the smoke outMy first thought was Thalia.Then I pulled her location at the time of the bombing and she was on the road with my Ferrari, thirty kilometers in a different direction.And I’m fucking happy it’s not her.The damage from this isn’t something her little skirmish can cover. It’ll cost me lives, reputation and war. I don’t think any of that is cute.I puff my cigarette out into the darkIt’s currently past eight or is it ten.“How is the drone on Maisie home? "Damien sucks in a breath“Nothing " I hate this darkness.“Send few drivers to block the road that leads here” Damien nods and head out.I head into my office.Minutes bleed into hours while I watch every team and member set to work.“It’s three A.M and nothing.” Damien says by my entrance. Voice froggy and unsettled. I’m anxious too.Not just because of Maisie but because of this figure in the

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