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*Chapter 7: Yes to Both*
My hand shook, holding the pen. Stary contract on the table. Detective Hale - Daniel - Shadow - whatever his name was - watching me.
“Both,” I said finally. “Yes to the contract. Yes, to the man.”
I signed. Desire Adebayo. The ink was still wet when Shadow took the pen, signed underneath: Marcus Hale. Then he signed again: Daniel.
“Three names,” I whispered. “Which one do I call you in bed?”
He didn’t answer. He just pulled me into a kiss. Not desperate like Chapter 4. Not scared like Chapter 5. This one was a promise. Slow. Deep. Like a man who’d waited 3 months to stop pretending.
When we broke apart, the two Stary staff were gone. Warehouse empty. Just sunlight and the contract and him.
“So,” I said, straightening my jacket. “If you’re not D, then who is?”
Shadow - Marcus - whatever - picked up Daniel’s laptop. Opened it. The screen showed my Stary Writer dashboard. My draft chapters. My deleted scenes. Everything.
“D isn’t a person,” he said. “D is Stary’s AI test.”
I laughed. “The app is threatening me?”
“No,” he said. “Stary creates a fake threat for new authors. To see if you’ll quit, or fight, or… choose the story over your safety.” He scrolled. “Every text from ‘D’. Every brick. Every ‘Chapter 5: He dies’ note. All generated by Stary AI to test Author Protection candidates.”
My stomach dropped. “So I was being tested?”
“You were being chosen,” he corrected. He pulled out a second contract. Thicker. Gold seal. “Exclusive Contract. $200/month base. 50% royalties. Personal security detail. And…” He slid it to me. “A co-author credit for me.”
“Co-author?” I stared. “You’re a detective.”
“I was,” he said. “Stary hired me after I wrote a thriller that went viral on their forum. They needed someone who could write AND protect writers.” He smiled. That scar twitched. “You write the romance. I write the danger. Together we write the bestseller.”
My phone buzzed. Stary notification: _Exclusive Contract Unlocked! 6 chapters + 4.1K words + 3-day update streak. $200/month activated after Chapter 10._
I looked at him. At the two contracts. At my laptop with Chapter 7 blank.
“What happens if I say no to the co-author?” I asked.
“Then I’m still your security detail,” he said. “For life. Because you chose me to live in Chapter 5. Stary doesn’t forget that.”
I picked up my pen again. But instead of signing, I opened Chapter 7 and typed:
_Chapter 7, word 1: Desire signs the contract. Then she kisses the co-author. Because in every good story, the heroine gets both the money and the man._
I hit save. Turned the laptop to him. “Your turn, Co-author Hale. Write the danger.”
He typed 3 words: _Someone was watching._
Outside the warehouse, a camera lens glinted in the sun.
Not Stary. Not D. Someone else.
Shadow saw it too. His hand went to his gun. “Contract signed,” he said quietly. “Now the real story begins.”
*To be continued…*
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