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Ethan slowly eased the door shut behind him, careful not to make a sound. The house’s hallway was dimly lit by the gray dawn filtering through a dirty window at the end of the corridor.
He turned, ready to find some coffee, when he found himself face to face with Night, who was exiting the room directly across the hall.
For a second, they both froze. Night’s eyes flickered from Ethan to the door he’d just closed–Jade’s door. His expression darkened instantly, eyes narrowing to dangerous slits.
“You fucking piece of-” Night didn’t finish his sentence before lunging forward.
Ethan barely had time to block the first punch, which still caught the edge of his jaw. The narrow hallway of the motel left little room to maneuver, forcing both men into close–quarters combat. Night fought with explosive anger, each strike aimed to cause maximum damage. Ethan matched him blow for blow, his controlled movements revealing years of training.
A vicious knee caught Ethan in the ribs, but he countered with an elbow to Night’s sternum that made the man grunt. They crashed against the thin walls, the aged wood creaking dangerously under their weight.
“Gentleman, might I suggest-” Chris Jensen appeared in his doorway, leaning casually against the frame as he watched the two men grapple. His voice held mild amusement. “Perhaps taking this outside? I fear this establishment may not survive your enthusiasm.”
Neither man acknowledged him, too focused on their fight. Night drove Ethan back against the opposite wall, the impact sending a framed picture crashing to the floor. Ethan responded by grabbing Night’s shirt and slamming him into the narrow hallway table, which collapsed under their combined weight.
Just as Night reared back for another strike, Jade’s door flew open. She stood in the doorway, her hair disheveled from sleep, eyes burning with cold irritation.
“Are you fucking done?” Her voice cut through the hallway like ice.
Ethan immediately went still. Night landed one final punch to Ethan’s chest before Jade’s glare froze him in place
too.
Without another word, Jade slammed her door shut. The sound echoed through the now–silent hallway.
‘Well, Chris observed dryly, “you’ve done it now. Woke her up.”
In the Scorpio family compound, Marcus paced angrily, his face flushed with rage.
“Those American bitches burned down my auction house! Killed fifteen of my men!” He slammed his fist into the
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wall, then turned his fury toward Loki, who stood silently near the window. “And where were you? Hmm? Where the fuck were you when they were burning my property to the ground?”
Loki remained silent, his face an emotionless mask as Marcus continued his tirade.
“This is your fault,” Marcus spat. “Your security was shit. Your men were incompetent. You’re the reason we’re losing money and men!”
When Marcus finally exhausted himself, dropping heavily into a leather chair, Loki approached with a glass of water.
“You’re right,” Loki said softly. “I accept full responsibility.”
As Marcus reached for the glass, Loki’s other hand moved in a blur. The knife slid between Marcus’s ribs with surgical precision, directly into his heart. Marcus’s eyes widened in shock as Loki twisted the blade, then yanked it out with brutal force. Blood fountained from the wound, spattering across Loki’s face.
Loki calmly wiped the blood from his cheek, lifting it to his nose for a curious sniff. “Your blood smells as foul as
your mouth.”
Marcus slumped forward, his life fading rapidly. Loki crouched beside him, a smile playing on his lips.
“Everyone will believe it was that American girl who killed you.” He thrust the knife into Marcus’s mouth, silencing
him forever. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure Scorpio avenges you.”
The mood at breakfast was suffocating. Night glared at Ethan across the small table, while Chris sipped his coffee with exaggerated interest in the chipped mug. Jade sat silently, dark circles under her eyes.
“I apologize for the disturbance,” Ethan said, addressing Jade directly while ignoring Night’s burning stare.
Chris slid a plate of toast toward Jade. “Eat something. It’ll help with the mood.”
“Where did you sleep last night?” Chris asked Ethan, clearly trying to defuse the tension.
‘In a chair by the window,” Ethan replied, his voice neutral,
Night’s jaw tightened, his eyes never leaving Ethan’s face.
Without a word, Jade stood and walked out, leaving her breakfast untouched. Night immediately followed, casting one final venomous look at Ethan.
Ethan watched them go, then turned to find Chris studying him with amused interest.
“Don’t look at me like that,” Chris said, his voice languid. “I have no romantic interest in Jade. You don’t need to worry about me.”
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Later that morning, Connor arrived at the motel, taking in the dilapidated building with poorly disguised horror.
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