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Stretching my hand out was just instinct. My picture frame that should have slammed into the floor and scattered into a million pieces was floating in the air, hanging inches from the floor, covered in black. The black ink was stretching forth from my fingers. I screamed and snatched my hands back, snapping the blackness in half. The picture, broken from its strange black tether fell to the floor with a loud bang. The resulting smash was enough to make me jump in fear once more. I would have gone insane if it weren't for James.

Harper's POV Vanessa cornered me in the library two days later. She slide into the seat across my table without invitation, her designer bag placed deliberately atop my open notebook like she needed the reminder I wasn't in a position to ignore her. "We need to talk." She said it quietly, none of her usual performative brightness underneath it. And something about the shift immediately put me on edge. "About what?"

They have struggled to find things on the bastard, and judging by the looks of the place; she was busy doing her own search about Lorenzo. “Need I ask who did you kill to get a hold of this? I’m sure Lorenzo didn’t just leave it hanging, and I’m a hundred percent sure that he didn’t give it to you to borrow” Anastasia stated putting the file on the table which was in the middle of the room. Luka closed the door behind him. We all knew that this room was sound proof. Elijah had it designed specifically for duties like this. She walked toward the bar which was inside he room, opening a bottle of whiskey, one that Viktor must have brought; I knew that she didn’t drink when she worked.

She looked at the three massive, silent men surrounding her, and then at me. “I came to help you," Vanessa whispered, her voice trembling as she tucked her legs close to her chest. "I didn't have to tell you. I could have run." “You came because you're a rat, Vanessa," I said, leaning back against the leather, crossing one leg over the other. My ivory stiletto pointed directly at her chest like a spear. "And rats only run when they smell the ship sinking. Why are you really here?" “Damian will kill me if he finds out I knew about his ledger," she whimpered, her hands shaking as she reached into the inner pocket of her bag.

“You’ve been given the chance to be loved by someone. Even if he’s the darkest, most intense, most brutal, most dominating and possessive prick in the entire world, that man loves you, and he will go through anything to protect you. Don’t delude yourself by waiting for the white picket fence, perfect husband and kids. People like us never survive in such boring, pure love relationships. We’re built for something darker…something more devilish. If you’ve got a chance at it, grab on with both hands.” I stare at her in shock. “Mason almost killed me today. He doesn’t love me. He doesn’t.” Vanessa laughs. “Everyone sees it but you, Bebita. Everyone but you.” I’m still pondering Vanessa’s words w

She reached out, moving a chess piece forward—placing the queen directly in danger. Damien’s eyes flicked to the board. “That’s reckless.” “So is letting him think he has control.” Damien leaned back, studying her like she was a weapon he hadn’t finished understanding. “You’re not bait,” he said. “I won’t use you that way.” “I’m already bait,” she said softly. “I just want to choose the hook.” ⸻ Morning came grey and heavy. Vanessa arrived uninvited. Sienna heard her heels before she saw her—sharp, purposeful, like she was walking into a room she owned.

She slipped into a dimly lit bar, her heels clicking against the marble floor as she approached the man waiting for her. “You said you had something for me,” she murmured, sliding into the booth. The man smirked, sliding a file across the table. “Something that might interest you. Something that might protect you if Blackwood falls.” Vanessa flipped open the folder. And then she smiled. Because for the first time, she saw a way out. ⸻ *The Battle Inside Me* Back in my office, Killian stood across from me, arms crossed, watching me like he was waiting for something.

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’’, I mumbled to myself. Finally finding the perfect book, it is an age-gap mafia and enemies to lovers romance book. There was a couch in the library, I made my way to it and started reading. I lost count of the time. Reaching my room with the book in my hand, I see Rowan standing in front of my room. I braced myself to face him. ‘’Where were you?’’, he spewed the bitter words in my face. He was fuming, for what reason?Did he look for me?

Not tonight. Every move tonight had been deliberate. Tanya’s threats, the mayor’s feigned applause, Carl’s absence that felt louder than any presence. And then Vanessa appeared , like a storm slipping in through a side door. They just wouldn’t leave me alone, would they? She wore navy this time, not ivory. As if she was already mourning something she wasn’t ready to name. Her heels were silent on the marble, but I felt her presence before I saw her. “You always find the darkest corners, don’t you?” she said, folding her arms. “ Always like you’re trying to hide, but don’t want to be invisible.”