Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Both he and Marcus were sculpted by Raven Island's crucible. Memories of the
experience evoked a hellish panorama.
Victor was ice and cruelty incarnate, his legacy offering no quarter simply due to
their blood ties.
Rain poured relentlessly, cascading over tens of thousands of acres of dense
woodland, where they grappled with ferocious beasts armed only with their bare
hands and where bullets mimicking raindrops sought their flesh. A narrative of
cruelty could alone capture life on Raven Island. There was no concept of mercy
within the training crucible. The sole preoccupation was survival—a yearning to
emerge from this infernal expanse and be liberated from its clutches.
Death equated to forfeiture.
Bruce possessed little doubt that, were he and Marcus to perish during training,
not a tear would grace Victor's eye. In his eyes, fledglings who couldn't endure
the crucible weren't worthy of claiming the status of his grandsons.
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Yet even in this, Marcus excelled. His performance was extraordinary. Across
myriad facets, he showcased prodigious prowess. Within the team, he unfailingly
excelled. As a drillmaster, he exuded a chilling aloofness, instilling fear in all.
To confess, there were moments when jealousy stirred within Bruce toward
Marcus. Both products of the Thomas lineage’s cultivation, they navigated a
shared upbringing. However, Bruce's stature seemed perennially overshadowed
by Marcus’.
In Marcus’ presence, Bruce often felt invisible, relegated to the periphery.
Alavish private chamber hosted an ongoing dinner affair. It was Mr. Fairclough
who extended an invitation to Marcus for this joint repast.
Beyond the chamber’s threshold, Kaya enacted a feigned casual stroll, yet her
gaze inadvertently darted inside, causing her heart to flutter.
Marcus’ towering physique and resplendent countenance induced a_ rapid
heartbeat. Hastily, she covered her chest, hastening her pace.
In Kaya's eyes, Marcus epitomized perfection. He eclipsed even the most
renowned of movie stars, captivating her heart at first glance.
Three hours elapsed before Marcus and Mr. Fairclough finally emerged from the
restaurant, exiting together.
The car, driven by Mr. Fairclough’s assistant, awaited at the entrance.
“Mr. Thomas, until next time.”
Marcus nodded in response. He surveyed the surroundings but couldn't locate
Derek.
This evening, he indulged in wine—an imprudent choice given his injury.
Imbibing alcohol was ill-advised during his convalescence.
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Yet, swayed by Mr. Fairclough’s
insistence and the allure of his
vintage wine, Marcus found himself
with little recourse but to yield, albeit
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As the fiery liquid traversed his throat, discomfort enveloped him.
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Upon boarding the car, he massaged
his temples, his eyes sealing shut for
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Soon after, an additional passenger boarded, commencing their drive.
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Seated in the rear, Marcus initially
assumed the newcomer to be Derek.
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