MasukRose Sinclair’s life takes a devastating turn when she uncovers a connection between her missing sister and billionaire Damien Sterling—a man with secrets as dark as his charm is irresistible. Forced into a fake engagement to uncover the truth, Rose is thrust into a world of power, betrayal, and lies. With enemies closing in and hidden truths threatening to destroy everything, Rose must decide whether Damien is her greatest ally or the architect of her family’s downfall. In a game where loyalty is a weapon and love is a weakness, can Rose survive long enough to uncover the truth?
Lihat lebih banyakRose’s POVThe waves had a rhythm I didn’t know I needed until now.A full week had passed since everything. Helixis, Victor, the gunfire, the blood, the panic, and the impossible relief of surviving it all. Now I sat on the balcony of our suite on Santorini, legs curled beneath me, the sun warming my shoulders as I flipped through the latest Westmore Herald Damien had brought from the concierge desk downstairs.Helixis filled the entire front page.Their logo, their crimes, and their history.They included exposés, names, timelines, and investigations. Below it was the name: Rose Sinclair.It was like the world had suddenly woken up to a nightmare we had lived inside for months.“Deadliest organization of the century,” the headline screamed.I closed the paper and let it fall on my lap. For a moment, I just breathed and existed.Lily’s funeral had been small and quiet, just like the way she lived. There had been no fanfare or unnecessary drama. My dad was there, along with Damien's s
Chapter 149Third-Person POVShe froze on instinct—one she immediately regretted. A guard sprinted toward her.“You…you aren’t supposed to be out,” he said, reaching for her arm.“One of the guards let me go,” she lied quickly. “I—I’m lost. Please, I need to get outside…”He narrowed his eyes, suspicious.He reached for his radio. Her hand moved before her fear could stop it. The knife slashed across his throat. He choked, collapsing in his own blood.Rose stood there for half a second, shaking uncontrollably, before she forced herself forward again.She ran until the hallway opened into a wide lobby, bright lights spilling across the polished floor.She didn’t know where she was. She didn’t know if she was running toward danger or away from it.Then, a gunshot cracked through the building.Rose gasped, ducking instinctively. And everything went silent.Layla was lounging in Victor’s office like she owned the place. She had her legs crossed, her nails tapping rhythmically against the
Chapter 148Third Person POVRose had lost all sense of time inside that place.Two days, maybe more, and everything blurred together. The crying, the hunger, and the fear that settled deep in her chest like a cold stone she couldn’t spit out had stopped. She spent most hours with her knees pulled to her chest, face buried, trying not to hear the muffled footsteps outside her door.Victor’s men brought her food she wouldn’t touch. She let the meals sit, untouched, watching them grow cold.On the second day they moved her. When the guards unlocked her cell and escorted her to a different room, a large, well-furnished one that looked wildly out of place in the middle of a hideout, for a moment she felt dizzy with relief, until the truth crashed right back. She was still trapped. The room was only a prettier cage.The door opened minutes later, and Layla stepped inside like someone arriving at a spa, her arms folded, chin raised, and her eyes sparkling with a cruel, satisfied amusement.
Chapter 147Damien’s POV“That doesn’t make me feel better.”“It should,” he said. “It means we still have time.”I stared at the dark doorway, imagining her somewhere in a room just like that. Cold, afraid, and alone.“I’m going to get her back, Jonas,” I whispered. “I don’t care what I have to burn down to do it. I’m going to get her back.”Jonas didn’t look up, but I heard the certainty in his voice when he answered.“We will.”And God help whoever took her when we do.Jonas was still working, fingers flying over his laptop, eyes narrowed in that way that meant he was getting close to something, but not close enough for me.“I’ll be back,” I said, grabbing my jacket.Jonas didn’t even look up. “Where are you going?”“To the Al-Mansoor's.”He cursed under his breath. “Damien!”“I won't touch her," I snapped. "I just need to look her in the eye.”And I left before he could talk me down.Night had settled deep by the time I reached the mansion. The entire place looked cold and hollow,






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