THE FIFTY YEAR BARGAIN

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er than you."

xed firmly on the worn floorboards,..The front door wasn't fully locked, and before either of them could speak another word,

He didn't look like a visitor or a guest who had dropped by unannounced, he moved with the easy, absolute ownership of a man who already considered t

rehead, while Michael stared at them in shock, he couldn't believe his eyes, he couldn't believe i

ow his name, because Vanessa hadn't told him his

where Michael was a

essa's new and r

t you?" Da

me before he replied."

ady know you're Vanessa's poor boyfri

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his coat or acknowledging the tension in the doorway. He walked straight toward the small kitchen, his eyes scanning the modest furnishings

ve an inch. He kep

ce here." Michae

ine. with an arrogant look, he poured a cup into a clean glass for himself, then grabbed another glass from the drying ra

ursemaid to a guy whose unfortunate and cursed in all areas of his life, just look yourself, you were pick

nce more, merging instantly with the searing betrayal in this cramped apartment. Without thinking, Michael slammed his h

rowled, his voice trembling

ed a heavy forearm hard against Michael's chest, driving the air from his lungs with a sharp, violent gasp. Michael stumbled backward, his boots squeaking help

ack with practiced, mechanical brutality, while the first guard pinned his other side, shoving him hard again

hing weight pressing into his shoulder blades, but his strength meant no

deliberate sip of the red wine, looking down at Michae

ower lip. A small drop of dark blood welled up, he strained against the heavy grip holding him, but the guards k

in this tiny hallway, forced to watch everything he cared about get ripped away in real time. He stared across the narrow gap at Damien, whose expression remained entirely calm, unbothered. The deep red wine in Damien's glass glistened under the weak overhead bul

Vanessa quietly moved towards them, she's fully aware that she will end

at Michael and delivered the final crushing