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In the dimly lit room, Andrea stood tall, his face grim and determined. He looked into the eyes of each of his men, a mix of trust and intensity reflected in his gaze. Elena stood at a distance, her hands trembling, and fear etched across her face as she stared at each of the die-hard men. "My brothers," Andrea began, his voice low yet commanding. "Today, we stand united against those who have committed the gravest of sins. They thought they could take away the ones we love and go unpunished but we will show them the consequences of their actions."

"What do you mean? What are you talking about?" "I need you." "What do you mean?" "Let me be your boyfriend for ninety-nine days. Don't worry, I am bringing the deal to you this time 'cause I need you." Her eyes widened, almost pulling out of its sockets.

"Then we will keep it quiet. Just until you reach Zadok. He is eventually going to come back, Sandra. You know he would." I wanted to believe her. But a small terrified part of me wondered if he would see this as a trap, something that ruined everything he'd worked for. "Are you even sure? The test might be wrong." "I tried four different ones." The tears flowed freely now. "How about that?" I watched her battle with her own confused mind. "I would help you reach him," Maya said firmly. "We would find a way. I promise." I nodded, tears burning. "Thank you."

Elara The door of the Velvet Sin closes behind me with a dull click, muffled by the heavy bass beat vibrating the floor beneath my stiletto heels. Two minutes. Two damn minutes late, and already, I feel their gaze on me, his gaze above all. The air is thick, heavy with the smell of sweat, leather, and that sickeningly sweet cheap perfume the submissives spray on themselves before getting on all fours. The dim lights, blood red and electric purple, draw shifting shadows over the packed bodies, some already naked, others still clad in latex or lace, waiting their turn. I don't have time to adjust my dress—a piece of black silk slit to the hip, barely held by a studded leather belt—when his han

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Matt figured he was one of her bosses. "Rein?" He glanced at Matt. "Sandy buzzed me and said she thought you might have a problem, so I - " He looked at Matt again and blinked. "Damn ! Matt Vorchak." He held out his hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you. Saw your excellent play when The Rage won The Cup." "Uh, thanks." Matt rose to take the man's hand. "Charles Bandrich. One of the partners here." He glanced at Brenna. "Your sister is one of our bright shining stars. We're very lucky to have her."

Suddenly, a fat hand extended over. “Hey, come and have a drink with me.” The overweight man dragged me toward the washroom. Just as I was about to be dragged into the washroom, Jeremy, who was focused on finding Bailey, finally realized what was happening to me. His eyes were bloodshot as he punched the pervert. He did not stop until the pervert was covered in blood. Jeremy then hugged me with his trembling hands. “Don’t worry, I’m here. It’s fine now.” I grabbed his arms, and it was as if I had been transported back in time to that rainy night seven years ago.

SEX AND SCAM The bass throbbed through the soles of my stilettos like a second heartbeat. I leaned back against the sticky bar, gin and tonic sweating in my hand, and watched him watch me from the VIP ledge. Black shirt open at the throat, sleeves rolled to the forearms, the kind of careless wealth that doesn’t need to shout. He hasn’t looked away in ten minutes. Good. Let the hunger build.

“I’m proud of you.” Seven did not answer. When she was done, he thanked her and went out of the door. Outside, Milkos was waiting. His back against his new car, grinning from ear to ear. Clad in ripped jean shorts and a vintage shirt. The night was breezy so the wind played with the loosely fitted shirt, making his chest visible. Seven’s face brightened at the sight of his friend. “Is this you?” Milkos gagged as Seven walked over. “No, it’s YouTube.” They hugged.