The Triple Don't: Daniels' Debt
“But on my own terms. I need a private sit-down with her tomorrow regardless.”
“About what?” Teo snapped, his territorial streak flaring up again.
“None of your business,” Nic replied coolly.
Teo huffed, but he went quiet.
“I didn't know we were heading to the club at midnight,” I muttered.
I’d actually planned on staying back at the Estate, lurking near the service quarters. Tonight was the night. Midnight. In our world, the ‘Noir’ awakening—that moment the high-tech psychological conditioning and the raw biker instinct fully synced—happened at eighteen. For Daniels, it was going to be intense. It’s a rush of adrenaline and sensory overload that can break a person if they're alone. I wanted
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