Treachery [h.s.]

Treachery [h.s.]

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"Tell me everything you know." I pressed the knife closer and closer until it pierced his skin. "Darling, you don't want to know." He spoke infuriatingly, even as the blood dripped down his tanned neck and disappeared into the dark abyss that was his shirt. "Why? Just. Tell. Me." I grit out, and the knife makes another cut, this time a track of deep crimson liquid trailing out from under the knife, following the path the other droplet had just taken. "Because, Cass, if I tell you, everything you'd have every known, would've been exactly what we're named after." I hold in the gasp that begs to be let out after his implied admission, but I keep the knife steady against his throat, not budging until he says the word. "And what is that?" "Treachery" --- What happens when everything Cassie thought she knew was a lie? That everything she'd ever seen or heard was a deception. Treachery. When everything she grew up with and lost, turned out to be everything she hated. And what happens when the person who knows all of the secrets, is the one person she was told to avoid?
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Undone

Harry's hand came up slowly, his knuckles brushing her jawline with an infuriatingly gentle touch that sent shivers racing down her spine. "You know this can't be undone," he murmured, his voice rough, almost a growl. It wasn't a question; it was a warning, his way of giving her one last chance to walk away from the edge. Her lips parted, her chest rising and falling as she struggled to keep her composure. "I know," she whispered, her voice steady despite the chaos erupting inside her. "I don't care anymore." //When Amara Reed, the daughter of a feared mafia leader dares to walk away from the family empire, she finds herself caught in a web of betrayal, power, and secrets she can't outrun. Her defiance puts a target on her back, but nothing prepares her for Harry-her captor, her interrogator, and the wild card in a game she doesn't fully understand. With piercing green eyes, tattoos that tell stories he'll never share, and a devil-may-care smirk, he's both infuriatingly cocky and dangerously unpredictable. What starts as a battle of wills soon turns into something far more complicated as their sharp banter and electric tension reveal cracks in their carefully constructed walls. She's determined not to break. He's determined to uncover every secret she's hiding. But as their worlds collide, the line between captor and captive blurs, leaving them both questioning who's really in control-and what it will cost them when the truth finally comes out. In a world ruled by power, loyalty, and betrayal, how do you escape the chains of the past when the person holding the key might be the one who could destroy you?

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