Room 203
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At 22 years old, Rhea Alder is a determined, hard-working woman working at the San Diego correctional facility as a correctional counselor. Growing up was a challenge as her parents barely cared for her, and despite being the best she could, her siblings never seemed to understand her either. Every day seemed like a playlist on repeat, already knowing what was coming next. However all that changes when a new prisoner arrives at the facility. Apparently, he's dangerous. And not to mention getting him to spit out a word was a challenge. But since when did Rhea shy away from challenges? But working with him an hour after hour, day after day, it became less of a challenge and more of a need. The only thing different and exciting in Rhea's life became that hour spent in room 203 with a certain dark-haired, caramel-eyed criminal. The only problem is, he's a criminal behind bars. And she's on the other side of them. --- "Not just any gang Rhea," She sighed, looking up at me. "The mafia. The Blanchets literally created fear around the word mafia. And him-," She said, jutting her chin out at his picture on the file. "He's the sixth brother. He's rarely seen, shielded from the public eye, but everyone knows he's the actual reason the Blanchets' enemies don't live to see another day"
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Highest ranking #205 in mystery/thriller "Come up to the playroom, pet", he said, smirking. "Oh, screw you Vincent", she finally snapped. She got dragged into this anyway, but she'd be damned if she stood there and took this for another second! Suddenly, he grabed her and pinned her against the wall, her back making a loud noise as it collided with the wall. "I told you to call me Master", he growled. Aileen looked up at him, her eyes filled with raw terror. Vincent was big and strong, as he towered over her, he could seriously hurt her. Taken aback by the wild look in her eyes, Vincent immediately let her go, as if her skin burned his hands. "I'm sorr-" ,he tries to tell her, but Aileen quickly runned up the stairs and locked herself in the bathroom. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° The thing about psychopaths though, is that they're notorious for their lack of fear, but also their ability to mimick emotions in order to manipulate people into doing their bidding. And Aileen was doing just that. Warning: this book contains mental illness, violence, mentions of drug use (the first 3 chapters are sort of a prequel, the story picks up after that, but they are still very important)

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