Fool Me Twice (Cursebreakers, Inc. Book 2) by A. M. Rose

Author:A. M. Rose [Rose, A. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-06-10T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Cane

He’d never minded being dirty. Never minded the grit stuck to his skin. It was when it got under it that he started to feel it like he had a foreign body lodged within him.

His fingers shook as he lit up another cigarette, crumpling the empty box and throwing it on the floor behind him.

He was sitting in his apartment in the dark, his phone smashed to pieces against the wall in front of him. It wouldn’t fucking stop ringing ever since he got it back from holding. Texts and calls and voicemails and anger and hatred all aimed at him. There were a few from Raph and Soph, worried and confused. A single apology from Ares. But they were drowned by the tidal wave of darkness.

Threats.

Accusations of it being a setup.

Promises that that fight was going to be his last.

Money had been pulled from every leftover venture he had been involved with that the curse hadn’t already taken. His partners swore up and down nobody even knew his name. They’d all fled the sinking ship like fucking mice. They’d left the captain to sink with it.

And those that were silent, the ones waiting in the shadows were the worst. Hyenas ready to feast on his bloody carcass.

Cane had never expected loyalty. He’d been taught not to trust.

But he’d always thought there was something about the world they were living in that formed ties between them.

Honor among thieves, Hart would probably tell him.

Hart.

Cane bit his lip and dug his fingers into a bruise Ash had left on his upper arm. He needed to feel something real. Needed something to keep him grounded because the storm inside him wouldn’t relent.

He wanted to rage and destroy everything and anyone who came his way.

Like they’d destroyed him.

He got up to pace. He ran a hand over his cropped hair, tugging at the gauges in his ears, wishing they still hurt the way they had when he first got them. Wishing there was something to take away the flood of emotions he didn’t know how to channel.

A knock sounded on his door.

“Fuck off,” he growled. He didn’t want to see anyone.

“Cane.” Hart’s voice, muffled and distant.

It was the only thing that could have reached him.

Cane surged toward the door, throwing it open so hard it slammed against the wall. He gripped the doorframe, nails digging into the wood, the cigarette still held between his fingers.

The storm inside him ebbed a little. It rushed toward Hart. Like it wanted to pull him in.

“Fuck off,” he growled, needing Hart to be far away from whatever the fuck he’d end up doing to get himself out of the darkness. Because he knew it wouldn’t be pretty, and Hart, in his pristine navy suit and that offensively colorful tie, didn’t belong there.

“No,” Hart said simply, pushing past him and forcing his way into Cane’s space.

Cane snarled in anger at the move, slamming the door shut, gripping Hart’s forearm, and pushing him against the wall. The plastic bag

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