All Chapters of Roommates With My Best Friend's Boyfriend : Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

ADRIANPersonally, I've never seen a hostage as anything more than an opportunity to hone my skills.My entire life, all I've ever wanted was to become better at what I did. Better at what my father taught me.My entire life, that's all I was fed.I'd killed more people than I could remember. Tortured hundreds. Picked them apart so slowly and satisfyingly that no other addiction could ever come close.In the end, all that mattered was completing my mission……and getting exactly what I wanted.Tonight, that want was Bianca Langley.I loved watching her struggle like this, still so stupidly clawing for a way out even though this had been a journey of no return for weeks.However, I couldn't hide it much longer.The warmth crawling across my skin made that crystal clear.This would be the most fun I'd had in years.“I went through your inbox.”I turned toward the laptop, scrolling through the messages.“A shame you had to leave all this behind to go work for Sullivan. Your fans miss you

Chapter 212TIFFANY“A couple inches higher and you could've lost your entire hand.” She bandaged him. “Let's try to remember this is real life, not a superhero book where you can catch a bullet. Okay?”Mason let out a soft growl, then leaned back into his pillows while his henchwoman finished up.Meanwhile, I was standing at the far end of the room… mostly because a lot of stuff flashes across your mind when you think you're about to die.And yet……in that moment……right before Mason got to me……I came face-to-face with absolutely nothing.No fond memories. No stinging regrets.Just a blank nothingness that was as sad as it was endless.“By the way, good job on your first mission.” The henchwoman got off Mason's bed and turned back to me. “Hate to admit it, but you did a whole lot better than I did when I first—”“Don't lie to her,” Mason muttered without a care, resting fully into the warmth of his bed now.“Ignore him.” The henchwoman came closer. “You did well.”“I… really didn't

TESSAThis past month, we’d lost well over a hundred staff.All of them… resignations.My husband thought putting a bounty on Brian’s head would be enough to keep the company active, but He underestimated just how deeply Brian was woven into Lang Corporation’s tapestry.Even those who hated him refused to go near him. They knew that targeting Brian meant risking their own lives. The only person capable of getting close to one of our most decorated mercenaries… was his own father.But Marcus had seemingly vanished off the face of the earth weeks ago.No rumors. No sightings. Nothing but an empty space no one else could fill.“I hate to be the bearer of bad news,” Santos, coordinator of the New Mexico branch, said, “but New York isn’t our only problem. Colorado, California, and London are also casualties.”“Those three divisions combined aren’t nearly as important,” another delegate replied. “If we can’t regain control of New York, we have no foothold anywhere.”I had arranged the meet

TIFFANYI could barely sleep all night.Every time I closed my eyes… Every time I got the tiniest semblance of peace… Adrenaline would rush up my veins.It didn’t take a psychology expert to know exactly why—especially after the kind of night I’d had just a couple of hours ago.But deep down, I knew I definitely needed to see a specialist.I must’ve lost a screw at that party.Why else would the only feeling coursing through my body right now be exhilaration?Despite being in the same building as killers, gunmen, and faces that could snuff me out in seconds? Despite staring down a barrel and expecting a bullet to punch through my head?Something was definitely wrong with me, and the further I tried to shove the thoughts down, the crazier they got.I rolled off the bed and started pacing around the room, pinching the skin between my fingers as if that would somehow ground me.It didn’t work.I couldn’t contain myself. This room could barely contain me.I rushed toward the door a

Chapter 217TIFFANY“Have you completely lost your mind, Tiffany?”The second the Carters left, Mason snapped.“I believe the words are ‘thank you for helping me seal the deal with—’”“You know damn well that’s not what I’m talking about,” he cut in. “Interrupting a serious meeting? Getting involved when I clearly told you to stay away?”“Well, for starters, you didn’t tell me anything.”“I hired a chauffeur for you just to keep you away from this. Where’s that idiot anyway?!”Before he could march toward the stairs, I blocked him.“I was the one who told the guy to leave me alone. And so what if I did? Are we really going to act like you haven’t been struggling to get that deal for months?”“That’s not the point, Tiffany,” he groaned. “You gave them your real name. Your full name. And what the hell were you thinking, lying to them about being my girlfriend?”That… that had actually been a nervous blabber.“It’s not that serious. They’re just—”“One of the most dangerous businessmen i