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Right now, I wish Lee were here and not … I swallow some spit. I’m not sure WHAT Lee is … the DNA of the corpse matched. The tattoo behind the ear matched. But Enrique assures me Lee’s sipping cocktails with the devil. And River says Lee is in a better place. I’m taking it as code for an island destination holiday with Jackson. Lili breaks into a rendition of ‘Let It Go’ that’s so off-key, the security guard starts to stare as if gunshots were fired. I rub my temples. “Why did I agree to this?”

"It's not over." Sienna picked up the flash drive. "What do you think is on this?" "Only one way to find out." Dante gestured to his phone. "Plug it in." She did. The drive opened. One file. A video. She played it. The screen showed Lorenzo. Very much alive. Sitting in what looked like a hotel room. Expensive. Anonymous. "Hello, Dante," he said to the camera. His smile was cold. "Surprise. I'm harder to kill than you thought."

That softness keeps me grounded. I reach into the bottom drawer of my desk and pull out my spare makeup bag. If I’m going to take this man apart, I need to look sharp doing it. Touching up my lipstick, I check my lashes, fluff my hair, and lift the mirror to scan for flat spots—then freeze. A flash of green in the reflection. Familiar. My mirror slips from my hand as I whip around. Nothing. “I could’ve sworn—” “El, he’s sweating like a whore in church,” Halle says as she returns. “Shirt’s soaked. Looks like he’s going to melt out of his jack… et… Are you okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

Because undeniably, he wasn’t a good man; she was perfectly aware of it, yet it didn’t change how insanely attracted to him she was. “You’re evil,” she mumbled into Eton's chest. “How do you turn me into such a nympho?” She felt more than heard Eton's laugh. “It’s not my fault you’re a kinky little shit, Curly.” “I’m starting to think you have a thing for my hair,” Kaia said. “Whatever gave you that idea?” Eton said, running his hand through her curls. They fell into a silence that shouldn’t have been so comfortable. “Have you ever killed anyone?” Kaia murmured, trailing her slender fingers down Eton's muscular arm.

Vivian held me and broke down crying. I was dead. Right then, my phone rang. It was Vincent. Vivian answered it. His voice was calm and gentle. "Daisy, where are you? Stop acting out. Fiona said you can come with us to see the Northern Lights..." Vivian wiped her tears in a hurry. "Alpha Vincent, your mate is dead."

“What have we got so far?” “Three,” Liah said. “All confirmed within the last two hours. There was no obvious signs of a struggle from the surrounding area. Whatever happened was fast.” He turned to Selene. She kept her eyes on what she was doing. “Selene, what could be the cause of death?” He asked. She sat back on her heels and looked up. Then her gaze moved past him and landed on me and stayed there. “I’d rather not say it in front of an outsider,” she said grudgingly.

he demanded. I handed him the folder for The Anchor. He read it standing up, his breathing heavy. As he read, his face changed. The anger faded, replaced by the intense, quiet focus that had made him a legend. "This isn't a Hollywood script," he said, looking up. "This is a suicide note." "Then let's sign it together," I said. Leonard’s POV I sat in the back of the unmarked sedan, watching the thermal feed from the drone hovering over the gym. Elias sat in the driver's seat, his eyes on the monitors.

His gaze was fixed on them as if he were a predator ready to rip his prey from limb to limb. "I can explain everything," Joaquin said in a trembling voice. "It had better be good, or both of you are in big trouble!" Daniel exclaimed. Joaquin stood up from the couch and took out his mobile phone from his pocket. He showed him the video that Ella sent him. Ella successfully sent the video using the free WI-FI in the coffee shop while being chased by Luis. Daniel was astounded by what he saw. He couldn't believe Luis was having a romantic relationship with Lydia. Luis is the type of man who has a stone-cold heart and has never been interested in a woman. He was dumbfounded, and the words were s

"What you have in mind? Care to clue me in?" "We have an unexpected opportunity," Killian pointed out. "The Chan woman is somehow involved. I'm sure of it. That phone call was too far out of left field. If they spotted you tonight they know you and Rachel are somehow together and they see her as a direct conduit to you. That brings us back to the shindig tonight. I'll have reports on everyone there in minutes." "So someone there tonight somehow recognized me and spotted us leaving together. And the Chan woman is somehow tied up with whoever spotted me."

she mumbled, taking a step forward involuntarily. Teresa gulped hard, her body trembling, hands still locked with those of her son, Leo. A tear slid down his cheek as he stared at Lisa’s cold body. Marco leaned back into his chair. That single shot killed every lingering fight left in him. With a stretch of his arm, he locked hands with his wife. Roberto D’Amore glared at Dante, eyes filled with rage. His breath came unevenly, his teeth gritted as if holding back a scream.