{"id":255087,"date":"2026-07-13T04:02:12","date_gmt":"2026-07-13T01:02:12","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/broken-mercy-bb-hamel\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T04:02:12","modified_gmt":"2026-07-13T01:02:12","slug":"broken-mercy-bb-hamel","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/broken-mercy-bb-hamel\/","title":{"rendered":"Broken Mercy – BB Hamel"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Is it some kind of loyalty test? Or something worse? \u201cI\u2019m guessing I don\u2019t get to refuse.\u201d \u201cYou do not.\u201d \u201cAnd I\u2019m not getting paid.\u201d \u201cMy cousin isn\u2019t payment enough?\u201d He grins at the look on my face. \u201cI\u2019m kidding. Relax. I like Tallie a lot. She\u2019s a good person.\u201d \u201cYou married her to a piece of shit like me though.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAgain, you sell yourself short.\u201d Alexan pushes himself off his stool. His glass is still mostly full. \u201cWhatever Arsen wants, make it happen. Prove that we\u2019re right about you.\u201d \u201cIf I don\u2019t?\u201d \u201cYou\u2019re family either way.\u201d \u201cThat\u2019s not totally reassuring.\u201d He rubs a finger against his forehead and turns to the door.<\/p>\n

\u201cBy the way, when you read that, you\u2019re going to think you have to refuse, but do it anyway.\u201d \u201cI thought you just said you don\u2019t know what it says?\u201d \u201cI did? Huh.\u201d He walks off without elaborating. God, that man is infuriating sometimes. I look at the envelope until my drink is empty. Justin gives me a refill. I have another murder fantasy, and that gives me enough strength to unfold the pages inside.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s a simple dossier. Not much information, nothing personal about a target, but dread fills my stomach anyway. Mostly it contains instructions, a layout, and some vague intelligence on safe models I might encounter. But I recognize the blueprints. It\u2019d be hard not to, since I\u2019ve studied them recently.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s the god damn house Tallie grew up in. Which means my target is her father. I shove the papers back into the envelope, my hands shaking. What the fuck is going on right now? Arsen wants me to steal from my own father-in-law? There\u2019s not much on what I\u2019m taking, but I can make some good educated guesses. He\u2019s looking for material, likely bad material, the sort of information that might start or swiftly end a civil war.<\/p>\n

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HEA, no cheating between MCs, no cliffhanger. Our hero starts out burning hot and stays that way\u2026 1kitap1.com\/en I CHAPTER 1 TALIN \u2019m about to rip my shirt off. It\u2019s mid-August in Baltimore and this house is sweltering. The Davis couple is ancient, and I mean that with all due respect: I\u2019m pretty sure the husband is like ninety-seven and his wife is a few years older than that. Their Fells Point townhouse is wildly stuffy and I swear they\u2019re running the radiators.<\/p>\n

Everyone\u2019s sweating at this packed garden party, held at the height of day, and there\u2019s no escape from the heat, but I can\u2019t take it anymore. The first chance I get, when Papa and Annie are distracted by mingling and laughing and doing the whole social thing to perfection, I slip away from the crowd and sneak up the back steps. I find an office with its door standing ajar.<\/p>\n

I storm in, already unbuttoning my cream silk blouse. \u201cOh my god my tits are melting,\u201d I groan to myself and gasp with delight when I spot a fan standing in the corner.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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