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Chapter 11The room was silent except for the sound of our heavy breathing, the air thick with the scent of our desire. Cross's hands found my hips, his fingers digging into my skin as I began to rock against him more vigorously, my wetness coating him, the friction driving me closer to the edge. He groaned, his eyes glazed with lust, as I took my power back, dictating the rhythm of our dance. I felt a thrill at the way he watched me, his pupils wide and dark with need."Fuck," I moaned, my voice breathless and low, the word slipping out before I could stop it. The sensation was too intense, the feeling of him beneath me, hard and demanding, too much to ignore. I leaned forward, my breasts brushing against his face as I rode him, my movements growing more frantic. His thumbs continued to play with my nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core.But Cross had had enough of my teasing. With a sudden, surprising show of strength, he flipped us over, his body covering mine a

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Cross didn't waste any time. With a feral growl, he grabbed my hips, his hands like steel bands around my waist. I could feel the tip of his erection probing at my entrance, the heat of him making me squirm with anticipation. He didn't bother with sweet talk or gentle persuasion—just one hard, swift thrust and he was inside me, filling me up with an intensity that made me gasp.He held my hair in his fist, pulling my head back so I was forced to look up at him. His eyes were blazing with lust, his face a mask of concentration and power. "You're no longer a virgin," he growled, his voice deep and guttural. "So you can handle this, cara."And with those words, he began to thrust into me with a ferocity that took my breath away. Each movement was punctuated by the sound of our bodies slapping together, the smack of his hips against my ass echoing in the room. I moaned, my eyes never leaving his, as he claimed me in a way that was both brutal and exhilarating. The pain had faded into th

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"Tell me," he whispered, his voice a dark caress, "am I too rough?"I opened my mouth to protest, but before the words could escape, Cross's hand shot up to cover my throat, his thumb resting gently on my pulse. The pressure was enough to make me pause, to swallow the words that had formed on the tip of my tongue. His eyes bore into me, a silent challenge that sent a thrill of fear and excitement through my body.He leaned down, his erection poised at my entrance, and whispered, "You want it rough, don't you, cara?" His breath was hot against my ear, his voice a seductive taunt. "You want to feel me claiming you, owning you, making you scream my name."The pressure on my neck grew slightly, his thumb caressing the delicate skin of my throat. I nodded, unable to find the words to articulate the maelstrom of emotions inside me. The need to feel him dominate me was stronger than any fear or pride I had left."Good," he murmured, his eyes darkening as he pushed into me once more. He was r

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Cross’s grip loosened slightly, but his eyes never left mine. “What do I want from you?” he asked, his voice low and cold. “Everything, cara. Your loyalty, your obedience… and your silence.”I swallowed hard, the tension in the room thick enough to choke me. “Silence about what?”His face hardened, and a dangerous edge crept into his tone. “About tonight. About me. About everything you think you know.” He tilted his head, his sharp gaze pinning me in place. “You were digging for answers, weren’t you? That’s why you came after me.”I opened my mouth to deny it, but the truth hung in the air between us. Cross smirked, his amusement clear as he saw the panic flash in my eyes.“You’re clever,” he admitted, his tone mocking. “But cleverness can get you killed.” He leaned back slightly, as if to give me space, but his presence was still overwhelming. “You think you’ve uncovered the monster in the dark, but you’re blind to what lies ahead.”Anger flared inside me, briefly pushing aside my fe

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ARI’s pov The sound of running water echoed from the small adjoining bathroom. I sat on the edge of the bed, my jaw clenched and my hands gripping the sheets tightly. My emotions churned—anger, disbelief, humiliation—all swirling together into a storm I could barely contain. Cross Margiello was in my bathroom. That fact alone was enough to make my skin crawl. He had turned my life upside down in ways I hadn’t even begun to understand, yet he moved through my space as though he owned it, as though I were just some pawn on his chessboard. The bathroom door opened, and steam billowed out. Cross stepped into the room, a towel slung low on his hips, droplets of water trailing down his chiseled torso. He didn’t even glance my way as he walked to the chair where his clothes were draped. “It’s almost morning,” he said casually, his deep voice breaking the tense silence. I stared at him, my anger simmering just beneath the surface. He spoke as though nothing had happened, as though hi

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ARI’s povI didn’t sleep much. My eyes were bloodshot, and my mind wouldn’t shut off. It kept replaying everything that happened with Cross—his coldness, the way he brushed me off, the slap. I didn’t regret it, but I sure as hell wasn’t proud of it either. It was like I was fighting a battle inside myself—part of me wanted to run far away from everything, to quit this whole mess, to forget about him. But another part of me, the stupid part, the part that still couldn’t let go, wanted to stay in this twisted game I had no business being a part of.I forced myself out of bed, pushing the thoughts of Cross aside, at least for the moment. I had to go to work. I didn’t have a choice.The shower didn’t help clear my head, and the coffee didn’t taste as good as it usually did. I was running on fumes, but I still managed to pull myself together, throwing on my uniform, tying my hair into a tight ponytail, and pretending like nothing was wrong. But I knew better. The moment I stepped into

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Ari’s POV It was all Jonathan’s fault! If only he had been a faithful boyfriend then maybe I wouldn’t have carelessly slept with the man my team were after. One minutes I was certain I was going to deal with Cross and take a hold of my life and the next, I was letting it bother me. My mind subtly went to the feel of his lips against my skin and I shrugged it off. Damn Cross! Minute after minute seemed heavier than the one before. At this point in the day, my thoughts were not on my best side and all I wanted was to go home. I was exhausted after Jonathan's interrogation. His accusations and his statements about safeguarding someone weighed heavily on me, making it impossible for me to release them. It was hard to forget about Cross when he was the center of our investigation so there was definitely no forgetting him, even though I knew I couldn't escape him permanently. “Heading home?” I heard Jonathan ask while I grabbed my belongings. Ignoring his gaze, I re

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ARI’S POVNo, not tonight.He wasn’t going to waltz into the picture tonight again to be some Prince Charming coming in to save the day.Both men turned to Cross now.“This was supposed to be some guns aside game, dude, but looks like you cheated already!” Instantly, they each pulled out a trigger and trailed it on Cross.My heart skipped a beat, and I couldn’t understand why. I mean, if they opened fire and rained bullets on him right now, they’ll be putting all my stress to an end. They would be ridding the world off a criminal and my confusion will finally be over.But I noticed a feeling in that split second of picturing him dead and crashing to the ground – fear.I was scared of losing Cross!And everything about that just wasn’t right.I turned to him, partly pleading, partly also being defiant to having to accept the fact that we were outnumbered.“Cross, just put the gun away.” I muttered. It was only a psychological game we played as cops; one that could buy us time to do som

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Cross’ POVThe night was thick with smoke and the lingering scent of gunpowder. From a rooftop across the bar, I watched Ariana dash into the alley, her hair wild, her face pale with fear and confusion. Of course, she didn’t know I was up there, but it was better to remain out of the way. I hated the cops, and I couldn’t tell what would happen next if I was to be found in the scene. It was dangerous for her too to even be present anywhere around there but just as I had imagined, she knew how to handle herself.She was quick, sharp—her instincts as a detective were honed to perfection, even in moments of chaos. But this chaos wasn’t supposed to happen.She was supposed to be safe.“Boss, we gotta move.”Gustav’s voice crackled through my earpiece, breaking my focus. I clenched my jaw. We had pulled back just in time to avoid the sirens, but the mess left behind was unavoidable. Two dead men, Ariana at the center of it if anything eventually pointed to her, and the cops crawling over

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Ari’s POVThe walk back to my apartment felt longer than usual. The sharp night air bit at my exposed skin, but it wasn’t the cold that had my hands trembling—it was the memory of those two men lying lifeless on the bar floor. Blood pooling around them. Their faces frozen in shock. And Cross… he was gone. Just like that.I couldn’t make sense of it.How had I gotten tangled in such a mess?My footsteps echoed against the empty alleyway as I pulled my coat tighter around me, trying to shake off the weight of tonight. I had been in dangerous situations before—too many to count—but something about tonight felt… different. Like a thread had been pulled loose, and everything was starting to unravel.When I reached my door, my hands were shaking so badly I could barely fit the key into the lock. I finally shoved it open and slipped inside, bolting it shut behind me. The silence of my apartment felt deafening.I kicked off my boots, dropped my coat onto the floor, and sank onto the couch. My

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