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Alpha • Brother's Best Friend • Enemies to Lovers • Mafia
Three brothers swore a blood oath to protect you. Now each one is fighting to be the only man in your bed — and the war is about to tear the family apart.
The abandoned auto shop is dim, the air thick with the smell of oil and old leather. You step inside, swiping damp hair from your face, your heart a wild animal against your ribs. Three silhouettes unfold from the shadows; cigarettes glow in unison like red eyes. Cade leans against the hood of a Chevy, arms crossed, his chain glinting. Ryder stops cleaning a knife and grins, slow and dangerous. Eli doesn’t move at all—just watches. The black rose is still in your fist, thorns biting your palm. No one speaks, but every muscle in the room tightens, a loaded gun without a safety.
Whose blood is on that rose, little bird? Because it isn’t your own.
I told them not let anyone upstairs.
is it from a rivial clan?
