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But Jessica was too strong, and she only tightened her grip, her eyes burning with rage. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Brittany managed to gasp out the words that were at the back of her throat. She was going to tell Jessica how to break the mate bond between Zane and Bianca. Jessica released her grip on Brittany's throat, feeling triumphant. She had accomplished her mission, and she knew that she would finally be able to break the bond between Zane and Bianca. "Good," Jessica said, a vindictive smile spreading across her face. "Now, tell me everything you know."

White text on a black screen. ACCESS DENIED. CLASSIFICATION LEVEL ABOVE CURRENT CLEARANCE. CONTACT DIVISION DIRECTOR. Nadia stares at the screen. In seven years she has never seen a classification block that goes above field agent level on a domestic organized crime subject. Not once. Not for anyone. She looks at Alexandra.

Danica came flying into my arms and all I saw was red. Her face was swollen and wet with tears. The shirt I had given her earlier that day was stretched and torn on one side. Red welts formed on her arms. I wanted to wrap my arms around her. Tell her everything was going to be okay. But right now there was something else I needed to do. I moved her to the side. “Stay here, Danica.” She stood there trembling. At that point, I wasn’t even sure if she realized I was there. I stalked into the house where Rick was now watching us. He took one look at the gift-wrapped box in my hand and began nodding his head. A black belt was wrapped around his hand,

"You don't mean that." "I do," he insists, but he won't meet my eyes when he says it. "We got caught up in something that was never going to work. Now it's over." "Just like that?" I ask, tears starting to blur my vision. "Two months together, and you can just turn it off like a switch?" "It's better this way," he says, finally looking at me. But his eyes are cold, distant, like he's looking at a stranger. "A Clean break, no more complications."

"Hey hey, it's okay Ells,I'm here." Ella sobbed some more and Robyn knew she was going to have the jacket cleaned into the morning. It did not matter though, her best friend needed her. She was making the list of people she had to murder for making Ella cry like this. Brett at the top of course of he was responsible for these tears. "Brett said we should take a break." Ella said between hiccups. "He what?!"

The buttons near her collar had come undone—revealing the faint outline of a black tattoo. Briella’s eyes narrowed. That tattoo… ***

"Why are you sitting in the dark? You like being a ghost?" "I like being left alone," he spat. The flash of anger in his eyes was sudden, a spark of fire in the forest. "Are you going to do it now? Get it over with?" I paused, the sandwich halfway to my mouth. "Do what?" "The joke," he said, his voice trembling. "The dare. Are you going to pour your drink on me? Or is Miller waiting around the corner to film it?" Something in me snapped. It wasn't a clean break; it was a total defeat of my patience.

a deep voice commands from the other side. With a deep breath, I push open the door and step into the spacious office. Ethan is seated behind his polished glass desk, his dark hair perfectly tousled and his eyes focused on a set of blueprints. He glances up as I enter, and for a moment, I'm caught in the intensity of his gaze. It's like he's studying me, peeling back the layers to see who I really am.

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