Chapter 24 — Ghosts and Lovers
The glitch hit in the elevator.
One blink — and there he was.
Johnny Silverhand.
Arms crossed, leaning against the panel, scowl locked in place.
"You think you're clever."
I smirked.
"I know I am."
He pushed off the wall, stalking closer.
"You're messing with shit you don't understand."
I met his glare — cool, unshaken.
"Oh, I understand plenty.
You're the ghost stuck in my head.
I'm the guy who knows how your story ends… and how I rewrite mine."
Johnny stared — a flicker of something behind his shades.
"You planning on playing hero?"
I chuckled.
"No.
I'm planning on winning."
He shook his head, muttering.
"Cocky bastard."
I leaned in, voice dropping.
"Scared, Johnny?"
He stared for a beat… then smirked.
"…Maybe you're not so boring after all."
And with a static flicker — he was gone.
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[System Notice: Johnny Silverhand — Interest +25 — Mutual Recognition Achieved]
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I didn't even make it to my apartment before the next message pinged.
> Evelyn: "You… busy?"
I sent back one word.
> Alaric: "No."
> Evelyn: "Come over. Now."
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Her place was bathed in soft gold light when I stepped in.
Evelyn stood by the window — loose silk robe, bare legs, hair down.
She turned slowly — eyes locking on mine.
"I needed…
Someone who gets it."
I closed the distance — slow, deliberate.
"Not many of us around."
She gave a soft laugh — but it cracked at the edges.
I reached out — brushing a lock of hair from her face.
"You don't have to do this alone, Evelyn."
She searched my eyes — for lies, for strings.
Found none.
"…You're dangerous," she whispered.
I smirked.
"So are you."
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She moved first — fingers curling into my collar, yanking me into a kiss that was more a test than a surrender.
A sharp clash of lips and teeth — a dare.
I answered with heat.
My hands slid down, gripping her ass through silk, dragging her flush against me.
Hard.
Claiming.
Her breath caught — the first crack in her perfect composure.
And when I turned, pinning her back against the wall with a solid press of my body, she didn't resist.
Didn't flinch.
She let out a soft, shaky laugh… right before I caught her throat in one hand.
Not choking.
Not hurting.
Just holding.
Fingers splayed over her pulse — a silent warning of control.
Her eyes flared, lips parting in something between a gasp and a moan.
"You like playing with fire?" I rasped against her ear.
Evelyn's smile twisted — all sharp edges and breathless need.
"Only if it burns."
I squeezed — gentle, dominant — watching her pupils blow wide before I crushed my mouth over hers again.
My free hand ripped the silk belt from her robe, the fabric parting like a whisper as I slid my palm down her bare thigh… up under the lace.
Slick. Hot.
Already.
I pressed two fingers against her — slow, firm, enough to make her hips buck.
"Fuck," she whispered — voice rough, needy.
I pushed inside — just enough to make her eyes roll back.
"You want dangerous?" I growled, thrusting my fingers slow, deep.
"You're gonna beg for it."
Evelyn whimpered — soft, sharp — her nails digging into my shoulders as her hips rocked with every thrust of my hand.
I kept her pinned, hand at her throat, fingers fucking her open — relentless, controlled.
Her breath hitched harder — walls tightening around me as I worked her, merciless, until her legs shook.
"Say it," I demanded, lips brushing her ear. "Say you want it."
She gasped — voice cracking.
"I want it… I want you."
Only then did I let go of her throat — spinning her toward the wall, one hand at the nape of her neck, pressing her down.
Her ass arched back — perfect, inviting — as I freed myself, dragging the head of my cock along her slick heat.
She shuddered.
"Please…" she whispered.
I thrust in — hard, deep — swallowing her cry with a low growl in her ear.
Her hands braced on the wall as I drove into her — every stroke raw, punishing, paced to break her composure completely.
She moaned — sharp, high — every sound a surrender.
And I didn't stop until her legs gave out, until I owned every gasp, every desperate word spilling from her lips.
When I finally pulled her back against my chest, wrapping an arm around her waist, I whispered against her ear — voice dark, certain.
"You're mine now."
Evelyn nodded — breathless, wrecked — a soft, trembling yes escaping her lips.
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[System Notice: Evelyn Parker — Loyalty +50 — Emotional Walls Broken]
[Evelyn Parker — Bonded Level 2 Achieved — Intimacy Unlocked]
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The night belonged to us.
No rules.
No masks.
Just two predators playing a game neither of us wanted to lose.
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Romance & Loyalty Recap After Chapter 24:
Evelyn Parker — Interest: +245 — Bonded Level 2 — Intimate
Judy Alvarez — Interest: +130 — Stage 5 — Trust
Rogue — Interest: +30 — Curious
Johnny Silverhand — Interest: +35 — Mutual Awareness
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