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All Chapters of COLLATERAL DESIRE : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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CHAPTER ONE

Lance ran down the halls of his college, books slipping out of his bag. He checked his watch and groaned.As he turned the corner into his class, he paused. All eyes were on him, especially Mrs. Lawson. She was an old, wrinkly woman Lance often described as a witch.“You’re late, Mr. Walton,” she said, her words slow and dragged out.He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly with a smirk. “Well, you know… traffic and all.”She looked at him with one eyebrow raised. “You can’t keep doing this. I will have to give a puni—”Before she could finish, Lance pulled out a rose from his bag and handed it to her, flashing her his most charming smile.“I saw this rose and decided my beautiful teacher needed it. It suits your gorgeous hair,” he said with a charming smile.Mrs. Lawson blushed and looked away before clearing her throat.“Well… I can pardon you for today but if you do this again I will report you to the dean of students affairs”“Thank you, You're the best Mrs Law” he smirked before

CHAPTER TWO

Lance didn't move from his seat, honestly he didn't want to.“Hey dad" Ylva grinned widely like it wasn't the same man in both their presence, she got up and hugged him eagerly.Lance reluctantly stood up despite himself due to the respect he was expected to have, but as he turned he regretted it immediately.As his eyes met Ragnar's, an unmistakable fear fell over him, his blood ran cold and it felt like everything went still.Lance had faced several frightening situations but none ever made him feel what he felt at that moment, it was a feeling he didn't like one bit.He was quiet for a moment, just staring until Ylva cleared her throat and he snapped back to reality.“Hello sir I'm La—""I know who you are,” Ragnar said, his deep voice rumbling across the room."Sit”.Lance didn't even argue and stumbled back into his seat.Ranger walked over to the head of the table slowly sitting and folding his hands in front of him.“So dad this is Lance, Lance this is my dad" Ylva smiled.“Yes

CHAPTER THREE

Weeks went by, and Lance was happy he didn’t have to see Ragnar again. He honestly hoped he never would. He liked life without being involved with a mafia boss.Things slowly went back to normal. Lance stayed busy with college and basketball. Everyone still saw him as the star player. He was still dating Ylva too. He did love her, but a part of him also knew staying with her meant staying safe from her scary father.Everything was fine.Until one day it wasn’t.One afternoon, Lance came home earlier than usual. He thought he would walk in and see his little sister Tamera watching TV or maybe fighting with the babysitter like always.But that’s not what he saw.The moment he opened the door, his heart dropped.The babysitter was lying on the floor, not moving. The whole apartment was a mess. Chairs were flipped, the table was broken, things were smashed everywhere.And Tamera was gone.“Tam?” he called out, panic already rising in his chest. “Can you hear me baby girl?"No answer.He r

CHAPTER FOUR

Lance worked tirelessly, finding any side hustle he could, working all day without sleep.Even with all that he didn't make anything close to what he owed but he kept on working, his muscles protested but he didn't stop, he couldn't.One of those days, Lance was even tempted to steal, to rob someone, just to get easy and fast money. The thought crossed his mind more than once, especially when desperation weighed heavy on him.At one point, he found himself close to a woman inside a store, a thick bundle of cash visible in her bag. It would have been quick and no one would have noticed.But he stopped in his tracks.He couldn’t bring himself to do it.That wasn’t the kind of person he was, no matter how desperate things had become. Even with everything closing in on him, he still had lines he refused to cross.He had been missing classes and had several missed calls from Ylva and his other friends. They were all worried, But every time he finally picked up a call or replied to a text,

CHAPTER FIVE

“So this is the debtor"Lance glanced up and his eyes widened at the person standing in front of him.“R—ragnar," he muttered.Ragnar raised a brow, his cold eyes scanning Lance's.“Who knew Ylva's so-called boyfriend would be the person owing me money, I knew you were good for nothing." he paused as looked down at Lance with a scoff “It's disgusting".Lance was quiet as he took in what was happening, what were the chances that Ragnar would be the boss of the loan sharks.It was almost funny how messed up his life was.“Please I just need you to let go of my sister" Lance said, his voice trembling.Ragnar raised a brow, “So your sister was taken as collateral?, It is your fault for being a pathetic brother and not being able to pay what you owe.""I said I'd pay it, I was paying it every month, it's not fair that you'd take her” Lance's frustration was boiling up at this point.Ragnar crouched down to be on eye level with Lance. “And yet I heard you haven't even paid half of it back,

CHAPTER SIX

There was a loud bang, but it wasn’t from Lance pulling the trigger. It came from behind him.Lance jolted and turned to the side, his eyes widening in shock. The man beside him, one of the henchmen who had followed him into the warehouse, suddenly dropped to the floor. A dark pool of blood quickly spread around his body.Lance took a step back, his hands trembling. The gun slipped from his fingers and clattered onto the ground.Porto stared at the body for a second before shouting, “Everyone get down now!”Everyone ducked immediately.Then it started.A rain of gunfire tore through the warehouse walls. The sound was deafening, endless, bullets ripping through wood, metal, and anything in their way.Lance crouched behind a crate, his heart racing wildly in his chest. He watched pieces of the warehouse break apart from the impact of bullets.“Shit, we are being ambushed” A man yelled, pulling out his gun.Porto nodded as he looked around like he was thinking.“I haven’t even started an

CHAPTER SEVEN

The next week destroyed whatever peace Lance had left.It started the very next morning.Porto picked him up before sunrise without warning or explanation, the sound of a car horn outside Lance’s apartment followed by a short text that simply read: Get in.Lance hadn’t slept much because every time he closed his eyes he saw the man’s head snapping back when Porto pulled the trigger, the gunshot echoing in his skull like it had gotten trapped inside his mind.The car ride was silent.Porto drove with one hand on the wheel while the other rested lazily near the gun at his waist, like the weapon was just another ordinary object to him.“You’re quiet today,” Porto said after a while.Lance kept staring out the window, his eyes unfocused as buildings passed by.“What do you want me to say?”Porto shrugged slightly.“Nothing. Silence is fine.”They eventually pulled into an empty parking lot behind an old building where paint peeled from the walls and the windows were covered with thick met

CHAPTER EIGHT

AT ZORIN ENTERPRISESLance was halfway down the hallway when a voice behind him suddenly cut through the silence.“Boy.”He stopped immediately.Ragnar’s office door was open behind him, and when Lance slowly turned, Ragnar still hadn’t looked up from the papers spread across his desk.“Get in here,” Ragnar said flatly.Lance walked back inside, the heavy door shutting behind him with a dull thud that echoed through the quiet room.The office somehow felt colder now.Ragnar flipped another page in the folder, calm and composed, like the past week of blood, screaming, and chaos meant absolutely nothing to him. Lance stood there again with stiff shoulders, exhaustion clinging to every part of him like a weight.“Do you know what the mafia actually is?” Ragnar suddenly asked.Lance blinked slightly before answering.“…A criminal organization.”Ragnar scoffed like Lance had just said the dumbest thing imaginable.“That’s what civilians think.”He finally closed the folder and looked up, h

CHAPTER NINE

Days later, Lance woke to the sound of loud music blasting through the room and the thick smell of cigarettes and drugs lingering in the air.His head throbbed.He slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes as he looked around. Several men filled the room, some sitting on couches, others leaning against walls. They shouted over the music as they talked about football, fights, money, anything loud enough to match the chaos around them.Lance groaned quietly.Before he could even gather himself, Porto appeared in front of him.“Morning, boy. You look like shit,” Porto said, swaying slightly to the rhythm of the music playing from the speakers.Lance rolled his eyes and dropped back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling.“You’ve been so stuck in your own head that you haven’t even met the team properly,” Porto continued, lighting a cigarette.“I’m not interested in knowing you all,” Lance replied flatly.Porto let out a loud mocking laugh before turning to the rest of the room.“Guys! Introduce your

CHAPTER TEN

Marcus and Lance stepped back out into the main part of the club, the music hitting them again like a wall. The bass vibrated through the floor while lights flashed across the crowded room. People were still dancing, shouting, and drinking like nothing else in the world existed.Marcus scanned the room.“Where the hell did he go…”Lance already had a bad feeling.It didn’t take long to find him.Near the bar, half hidden between a pillar and a booth, Porto had the same waitress pinned against the wall. One of his hands was wrapped around her waist while the other was tangled in her hair. The two of them were locked together, kissing like the entire club had disappeared.Lance stopped walking.“…You’ve got to be kidding me.”Marcus sighed like this was the most predictable thing that could’ve happened.“Yep.”They both walked over.“Porto,” Marcus said flatly.No response.Porto didn’t even look up.“Porto,” Marcus said again, louder this time.Still nothing.Lance rubbed his temples.

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