LOGIN"Vincenzo, no!" Gianna screamed, throwing herself forward. "Please! Don't do this to her!" She fought against my hold with everything she had. "Relax, Gianna," I said quietly, pulling her firmly against my chest as she struggled to break free. Under any other circumstances, I would have loosened
"Because she's street-level waste," Vincenzo said, his voice flat, almost bored. "And she made a street-level decision." Dante released Cole, who crumpled to the floor, then swung the laptop around so we could see the screen, "I've got Mercer's footage," he said. "It lines up with his version. Cole
He straightened as much as Dante's grip allowed, fixing his attention entirely on my brother. "I know what the Capone name means. You don't poke a sleeping tiger unless you're looking to get eaten alive. Everything I did tonight was to prove my loyalty." It was convincing and logically structured.
Denise collapsed into herself, a broken, animalistic wail tearing from her throat as her head hung so low her forehead nearly touched the blood pooling beneath her. "That is the truth, Gianna!" she cried. "I was just so tired. You don't know what it's like to have people threatening to kill you eve
Alfonso moved instantly. He lunged forward, grabbing Morgan and jerking her head back until her neck strained. He jammed the barrel of his pistol into her mouth. She let out a muffled, terrified sob, her hands shaking in the air as she choked around the gun. My eyes returned to Denise, locking ont
"But right now... my only job is to make sure nobody ever hurts you again." I couldn't help her while she was pulling against the ropes still wrapped around her ankles. "Stay still." She didn't, "Raphael, please—" "I said stay still." I crouched in front of her and pulled the knife from my belt
Raphael ━━ ⛓ ━━ Three screens glowed in front of me. Lines of code scrolled endlessly down black backgrounds. Security architecture, adaptive recognition systems, predictive correction patterns, font rendering adjustments and eye-tracking response timing. I leaned back slightly in my chair,
“…Thank you,” I mumbled. Claire immediately squealed in victory, “Yes!” Maddie practically bounced in her seat next, “Okay, our turn. So,” she said excitedly, “a little birdie told me somebody loves to dance. So, I did some research.” “A lot of research,” Adriano muttered darkly. Maddie ignored
He moved fast, and crawled up the mattress, his shadow blocking out the morning light of the bedroom. He hovered over me, his knees settling on either side of my face, pinning my head between his thighs. I looked up through the dark strands of my hair. His cock was standing completely straight, pul
"What did he say to you?" I pushed, my heart giving a small, nervous twitch. I needed to know, last night, he took a shower and slept almost instantly the moment I lay in his arms, "Raphael, please. Tell me what he said." Instead of answering with words, Raphael’s eyes went dark. He slid his hand d







