เข้าสู่ระบบZyra's POVI jolted up from the bed, sweating, shaking, the accident still replaying behind my eyes in broken, violent flashes. I pressed a hand to my chest, trying to steady my breathing, and it was only then that I noticed the other side of the room Rafael, sitting there with his leg crossed, watching me."Are you okay?" he asked.I sighed. "Yeah, I am fine. Why are you her—" I paused mid-word, my eyes catching on him properly for the first time."I wanted to be sure you were fine," he said, standing."Did you kill him?" I asked.He faltered, his back turning to face me instead. "Don't ask me questions that are not related to you, Zyra," he said, already trying to walk away. I caught him by the arm."Rafael," I whispered, stepping in front of him, forcing him to look me in the eye. "You are still bleeding," I said, reaching up to touch his face."I am fine," he said, pulling away from my hand."You should go back to sleep," he added."No, Rafael. You are bleeding, and I know you w
Micheal's POVI stood at the edge of the door, watching Rafael's car pull out of the building and disappear down the road, then sighed and walked back inside. Zoe met me halfway through the hall."Is Rafael okay, or has he become soft?" she asked as we fell into step beside each other."What do you mean, he has become soft?" I asked, leading us toward my office."Can't you see? Why did he let the boy live? I mean, this actual guy betrayed him, and he let him live," Zoe said, arms already crossing over her chest."I don't have a word for that, Zoey," I whispered."What do you mean, you don't have words for that, Micheal?" she pushed."Listen, Zoe, I am sure you have no issues with the boss. I guess you should just ask him the question yourself," I said, rubbing my forehead, tired of the conversation before it had even started.She scoffed, folding her arms tighter. "I don't think we really need to fight about it, Micheal," she said."Did you take care of the cop's lady?" I asked, chang
Rafael's POVThe blow landed clean across Dave's face, snapping his head to the side, and he groaned through it but didn't cry out. Didn't beg. I almost respected that."You really are a brave one, Dave." I crouched slightly, studying the blood at the corner of his mouth. "Let me guess you thought I wasn't going to find out. Or your people would kill me, because I walked in alone, and probably because I was with a girl. Huh? Tell me."I gripped his face, forcing his eyes to mine. He actually chuckled, blood on his teeth."I wonder why you always get this lucky," he whispered.I slapped him hard enough to snap his head the other way. "So you work for someone else." I straightened, circling him slowly. "I wondered why I never really liked you when I first saw you."He laughed, tired and weak, but there was something defiant buried in it. "You are just scared I was going to help Zyra escape you again," he whispered."You think I would enjoy finding you, Dave?" I pulled the knife off the
Zyra's POV"You are home now," Micheal said, easing the car into the compound, the headlights sweeping briefly across the gate before he cut the engine."Would Rafael really kill him?" I asked, my voice smaller than I wanted it to be.Micheal didn't even hesitate. "Yes, he would." He kept his eyes forward, hands still resting on the wheel like he needed something to hold onto before he said the rest. "One thing Rafael hates is betrayal, or spying. And in the mafia, that is taken seriously. Walking into another mafia's territory to get information that is wrong."The words landed somewhere in my chest and split it clean in two."So he's really going to kill Dave?" I whispered. "Is there no way to stop him?"Micheal turned then, finally, to look at me properly, and something in his expression made my stomach drop before he even spoke."Don't get involved, Zyra." His tone had shifted no longer just informing me, but warning me. "Because Rafael would pay you no mercy. Okay, he might like
Rafael's POV"Rafael... please drive slowly," Zyra muttered, gripping the handle above the passenger door as I pushed the car even faster.The engine roared beneath us, swallowing every sound around us. Cars blurred past as I weaved recklessly through traffic, narrowly avoiding collision after collision."Just make sure to hold on to something," I said without taking my eyes off the road. She tightened her grip, her knuckles turning white."Rafael, watch out!" she screamed the moment I swerved around a massive truck, missing it by mere inches.A chuckle escaped my lips and She snapped her head toward me, disbelief written all over her frightened face."What is funny?" she asked."The way you screamed." She stared at me as if I had completely lost my mind."What do those people want from you?" she asked, her voice trembling."I don't know... not until I find out." I glanced into the rearview mirror. "But one thing is certain.""My death."Almost immediately, a loud gunshot echoed throu
Rafael's POV"I need to go," I told Zyra.She looked up at me from the edge of the bed and gave a small nod. "Okay," she whispered softly.For a few seconds, I simply stared at her. She looked calm, but I knew her well enough to see the uncertainty hidden behind those beautiful eyes."Do you want to come with me?" I asked and her face lit up instantly, the dullness in her eyes replaced with excitement."With you?" she asked, almost as if she couldn't believe what she'd heard.I nodded. "Yeah. With me." A bright smile spread across her lips. "Yeah! Let's go.""But..." I interrupted, my voice turning serious, "you promise not to leave my side." She stood up immediately."Yeah. Why would I?" she asked innocently. I shot her a look, the same warning look she had learned to fear over the years."I'm serious, Zyra."The smile on her face faded slightly as she blinked. "I won't act funny," she muttered. "Because I know what you can do when you find me."A smirk tugged at the corner of my lip
Rafael POV.“Boss, I think you should keep calm,” Micheal said carefully, his voice low and cautious, like he was stepping on glass with every word.I didn’t answer him immediately.I kept pacing back and forth.The sharp sound of my shoes hitting the marble floor echoed through the office, each ste
Zyra POVI locked myself inside the bathroom the moment I stepped in, my back pressing hard against the door as if it could shield me from everything I was feeling. My reflection stared back at me from the mirror eyes wide, lips parted, chest rising and falling too fast. I gripped the edge of the s
RAFEAL – POV“Hey boss, you look amazing.”Micheal’s voice cut through the quiet of my office as he stepped in, dressed and ready like always. I didn’t respond. Instead, I took one last drag of my cigarette, the smoke filling my lungs as my eyes stayed fixed on the city beyond the glass wall. The w
Zyra – POVA heavy knock on my door jolted me awake.I groaned, my head throbbing as if someone had been beating a drum inside my skull all night. I rolled onto my side, squeezing my eyes shut, hoping—praying the sound would disappear. It didn’t. Another knock followed, louder this time, impatient.







