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DEAD DROPS AND ROOFTOP TRUTHS

AURORA'S POV I waited until the penthouse was quiet the next afternoon. Nico had gone out for some meeting he didn’t explain, and Matteo was somewhere in the building doing whatever the hell he did when he wasn’t watching me like I was a puzzle he couldn’t stop solving. Maria had the day off, which meant no quiet footsteps or knowing looks. Perfect timing. I pulled the laptop out from under the bed again, set up in the corner chair with my back to the wall like old habits die hard. Routed everything through the VPN, bounced it six ways to Sunday, then logged into the dead-drop account I hadn’t touched in over a year. Ghost protocol. An old forum buried under layers of encryption, the kind my old crew used back when we were just kids fucking around in the dark web for fun and survival money. I posted the signal: a single line of nonsense code that only meant something to the right people. Then I waited. Twenty minutes, forty. My leg bounced under the desk while I chewed on my

DINNER THEATER

AURORA'S POV The penthouse smelled like garlic, rosemary, and money the night of the dinner. Maria had been in the kitchen since noon, turning out courses that looked like they belonged in a magazine. Nico had given me the guest list that morning...four names, all inner circle. No last names needed. These were the kind of people who didn’t need them. I spent an hour getting ready, picking a deep wine-colored dress that hit just above the knee. Classy but not trying too hard. Hair down, minimal makeup, the diamond earrings Nico had given me after the gala. When I stepped into the dining room, the table was already set with enough silverware to make a normal person nervous. The guests arrived right on time. First came Luca, mid-forties, built like a retired boxer who still lifted. He ran the docks, or at least the parts that actually mattered. His eyes scanned me like I was new merchandise. Next was Sofia, sharp cheekbones and sharper smile, handled “family relations” which I as

ALL-DAY KIND OF TROUBLE

AURORA'S POV Nico left early that morning for some business upstate he didn’t explain. Just kissed my forehead, told me he’d be back late, and gave Matteo a look that said watch her without saying the words. The door clicked shut and suddenly the penthouse felt bigger, quieter. Just me and Matteo for an entire day. It was the longest we’d ever been alone together. We started in the kitchen. I was making coffee when he walked in shirtless, gray sweatpants hanging low on his hips, that scar on his jaw catching the morning light. He didn’t say much at first, just leaned against the counter watching me move around like he was memorizing it. “You always stare this hard?” I asked, sliding him a mug. “Only when I like what I see.” We spent the morning on the couch, some old movie playing low in the background. He kept finding reasons to touch me...his hand on my ankle, then my thigh, then pulling me into his lap halfway through. The bond felt different without Nico around. Warmer, les

NICO'S CLAIM

AURORA'S POV Nico came back close to midnight. I felt him the second the elevator doors opened... that cool, sharp edge of the bond slicing through the warm afterglow I still had from Matteo. The penthouse was dark except for the low city lights bleeding through the windows. I was in the bedroom, wearing nothing but one of his black button-downs, when he appeared in the doorway. He looked like sin. Jacket gone, shirt sleeves rolled up, hair slightly messed from whatever long day he’d had. But his eyes… fuck. They were burning. He’d felt everything through the bond, every touch, every moan, every time Matteo had come inside me. “You’ve been busy,” he said, voice low and dangerous as he stepped inside and shut the door. I lifted my chin. “You knew that was going to happen.” Nico crossed the room in three strides, grabbed my jaw, and kissed me hard. No warm-up. Just teeth and tongue and raw possession. When he pulled back, his thumb pressed against my bottom lip. “On your knees.”

CRACKS IN THE ARMOUR

AURORA'S POV The morning after Nico wrecked me felt different. My body was sore in that deep, used-up way that made every step a reminder. Bruises on my hips from his grip, bite marks on my neck, and that raw ache between my legs that pulsed every time I shifted. I woke up alone in the big bed, sheets tangled around me, the penthouse quiet except for the low hum of the city far below. I lay there for a minute staring at the ceiling, trying to rebuild my walls. Last night with Nico had been filthy and possessive and so fucking good it scared me. But underneath the heat, something in the bond had shifted. Like a door had creaked open a little wider. I felt it when I finally got up and walked to the kitchen. Not just the usual pull. Not just heat or tension or that electric awareness. This was… more. Matteo was already there, standing by the windows with a cup of coffee, looking out at the city like it owed him answers. The second I stepped in, the bond flared. And for the first ti

UNDERGROUND

AURORA'S POV Nico didn’t ask if I wanted to go. He just told me to put on something I didn’t mind getting dirty and meet him by the elevator in ten minutes. I threw on black jeans, a tight tank top, and my old leather jacket from back home...the one that still smelled like cheap cigarettes and better days. When I stepped out, he gave me a once-over and nodded once, like I’d passed some test. The drive was quiet. His hand rested on my thigh again, heavy and possessive, but neither of us spoke much, the bond hummed between us, cooler than usual, like he was keyed up about something. We pulled up to an unmarked building in a part of the city I’d never been to. No fancy signs, just a steel door and a bouncer who looked like he ate nails for breakfast. The second Nico stepped out, the guy straightened and opened the door without a word. Inside, it hit me like a slap. The place was underground...literally. We went down a flight of concrete stairs and the noise rolled over us: sho

MINE IN THE DARK

AURORA'S POV The underground club was still buzzing when it happened. I was leaning against the railing near the main ring, watching two new fighters go at it, when this guy slid up beside me. Tall, tattooed neck, cocky grin that screamed he thought he was somebody. He’d been eyeing me on and off all night, but now he finally made his move. “Never seen you down here before,” he said, voice loud over the noise. His eyes dragged down my body slow, lingering on the way my tank top clung from the heat. “You with somebody or you just slumming it for fun?” I gave him a small smile, polite but distant. “With somebody.” He didn’t take the hint. Stepped closer instead, smelling like cheap beer and too much cologne. “Shame. A girl like you deserves better than standing around waiting. I could show you the real shit around here. My name’s Jax, I train the pros.” Before I could shut him down properly, I felt it. The shift in the bond is Ice cold and sharp enough to cut. Nico appeared at

ECHOES

AURORA'S POV I was still catching my breath when it hit me. Nico had finally let me collapse onto the bed after round two, his body heavy and warm behind me, one arm draped possessively over my waist. My thighs were sticky, throat raw from moaning, and the bond between us was humming low and satisfied, like a lion that had just finished eating. He pressed a rough kiss to the back of my neck and murmured something about sleep before his breathing evened out. But I couldn’t settle. Because through the bond, I felt him. Matteo. Not just the usual warm pull. This was sharper, wider. Like he’d been standing right outside the door the whole time, feeling every brutal thrust, every time Nico had called me his whore, every orgasm that had ripped through me. I waited until Nico’s arm loosened in sleep, then slipped out of bed. I pulled on a silk robe and padded barefoot through the penthouse, hair wild and Nico’s marks still fresh on my neck. I found Matteo on the rooftop terrace. He

NORMAL

The phone rang while I was standing in the middle of the living room like an idiot. It was Jake’s ringtone... that stupid little guitar riff he’d set as his contact years ago and never changed. My stomach dropped. For a second I just stared at the screen, heart hammering, before I swiped to answer. “Hey, little man,” I said, forcing my voice light. Normal. Like I wasn’t standing barefoot in a twenty-million-dollar penthouse that smelled like cedar, money, and the two men who were slowly fucking up my entire head. “Aurora!” Jake’s voice cracked with excitement on the other end. He was fourteen now, but he still sounded like the kid who used to fall asleep on my floor doing homework. “You finally picked up. Mom said you’ve been crazy busy with the new job.” “Yeah, it’s been nonstop,” I lied smoothly, walking over to the massive windows so I could look out at the city instead of the expensive bullshit surrounding me. “How’s school? You staying out of trouble?” He launched into a sto

THE THREAD

AURORA'S POV I waited until the penthouse was completely quiet. Nico had left for some meeting downtown that he only described as “necessary.” Matteo was out too...something about checking on one of the clubs. Maria had finished her shift and gone home. For the first time in days, it was just me, the low hum of the city far below, and the laptop burning a hole under my bed. My hands were steady when I pulled it out, but my stomach was in knots. Jake’s call yesterday had fucked with my head more than I wanted to admit. Hearing his voice, pretending everything was normal while standing in the middle of all this glass and money and lies… it reminded me why I was really here. Not for the fancy dresses or the filthy sex or the way the bond kept cracking me open. For Dad, for answers. For Mom and Jake not having to scrape by anymore. I set up in the corner of the bedroom like always, back to the wall, VPN bouncing through seven countries this time. I wasn’t taking chances, not with

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