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e Watch

was clear observe and report. The surveillance van was late, and so, he had to rely on the shadowed silence of the night and his ow

is heart beat a little faster. There, across the city skyline, were the f

of Elizabeth as she glided across the room. She was wearing nothing but a silk

rembling hand. His shirt was half-unbuttoned, his posture revealing

, deliberate. Then, without hesitation, she leaned in to whisper something into

him. A kiss that

he trigger of his mic. It's the cover. Not love. She's playing him,

s parted to ask a question-one Brian couldn't hear but could see in his wide eyes. Eliz

Elizabet

h her lips. The kind of smile that disarmed even the most careful of observers. Brian's hand hovered over the

watched, he couldn't shake the unease

e whose charm could melt even the coldest hearts. But beneath that polished exterior was a calculating, manipul

lbert, always a step ahead, had a different agenda. Their relationship had never b

h her deepest secrets. But as the months turned into years, Gilbert had twisted their connection into something darker

but never letting her go. And when Elizabeth had tried to break free, to

her that was an endless game of manipulation and blackmail. He knew her secrets, her desires, and her fears.

rt's game, unaware of the depth of Elizabeth's past ties to Gilbert. He had no idea that his own relationship with Elizabeth was being

force. His weapon was the mind his ability to manipulate, to coerce, and to subtly

at first, followed by a whisper of a threat, then a carefully timed revelation that would shatter the fragile world s

apped mentally, emotionally, and physically. The game he played with her was c

eeding off the power he held over her. The more Elizabeth struggled, the strong

e game she was playing. Knew the consequences of her actions. She had done everything in her powe

s. Every time he looked at her, she felt like a mask was slipping,

sion, was filtered through the fear that Gilbert would pull the strings, that he would

d been cornered, and she knew it. But there was no way out.

ations. What I can't h

was. The u

ing a hand against the cool glass. "If I t

, Eliza," he said. "Bec

t the truth wasn't just

tonight," s

but didn't reach out. "T

idn't

UV's headlights

g through the tension in the room. Elizabeth flinched. Morina stepp

hem, don't y

aze was fixed on the SUV. It wa