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"Come, let's go before someone tries to snatch you away from me." "I'm sorry if you feel like being neglected by me, babe." She sighed as she hugged him. "I won't do that again..." He hugged her back tightly. "No matter what you want to do. Rest assured that I will always be here to support you, babe. You know how much I love you..." he whispred in her ears. "I guess being TRAPPED IN SHACKLES with you isn't as bad as I thought..." she laughed. "And I'm lucky to get TRAPPED IN SHACKLES with you. Thank you for bringing out the best in me..."

Jacob said again. "Alright, excuse me then. Marco will surely be waiting for me," Letta said again. But Jacob once again pulled her shoulder and pushed Letta, causing her back to hit the wall. Jacob trapped Letta between his arms. "What are you doing? I can scream and say that you're trying to harass me," Letta said, making Jacob laugh again. "Relax, I just want to fix your makeup," Jacob said, as Letta widened her eyes when Jacob reached out and touched the corner of her lips.

for the night escaped just like that? I chuckled. I'd seen men pull this trick too many times—they were just playing hard to get. Still, I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed that such a cute guy had escaped my clutches.

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All the trauma of the explosion and the constant fear for Nyla’s life came rushing to the surface, and I reached for the heavy metal pliers sitting on the table nearby. I didn't care about being a good man anymore. I didn't care about the laws or the consequences. I was a Varek, and in our world, when someone tries to take what is yours, you take everything they have left. I moved toward the man, my shadow swallowing him whole as I reached for his foot. The sanctuary of the clinic was gone. The battle was here.

"You always did type faster than I could think." "She's isolating the Trojan horse, Dad!" Leo shouted over the comms, the sheer awe evident in the five-year-old's voice. "She's building a digital quarantine around the biometric trigger. Mom, you are literally fighting a cyber-war against your own brain stem right now!" Maya didn't answer. Her brow furrowed in intense concentration. The deeper her hands dug into the Covenant's programming, the more aggressive the virus became. The screen began to flash red. The Trojan horse realized it was under attack and initiated a defense protocol.

I stare at the screen. My thumb hovers over the replay button without thinking. For a second… I almost press it again. And for the first time since last night… I feel completely trapped.