LOGINCamila’s POV“Report,” I said, my voice steady and controlled, cutting through the tension in the roomThe analyst hesitated only for a second before responding, “Multiple access points are being probed simultaneously across three sectors, internal communications are being intercepted, and we are detecting unauthorized command overrides attempting to reroute security control”Ivan’s jaw tightened as he listened, his earlier focus from the corridor confrontation still present, but now sharpened into something more grounded, more aware, more aligned with the structure he had just stepped into rather than fought againstDaniil did not speak immediately, his eyes scanning the data streams, reading between lines, recognizing what was visible and what was being hidden“This is not a single faction,” Daniil said finally, his tone low but certainI nodded once, already reaching the same conclusion“It’s a convergence,” I replied, “multiple factions, synchronized timing, someone is coordinatin
Camila’s POV“Get me out,” he said, his voice low but edged with something unstable, something that had not been there before.Daniil didn’t answer immediately. His eyes were fixed on the now-dark screen, but his posture had changed. Tighter. More alert. More dangerous.I watched both of them carefully, sensing it before it fully formed. This wasn’t just about the traitor anymore. This was bigger. Whatever we had just witnessed had already begun rewriting the rules inside the room and possibly outside it as well.The doors remained sealed.Ivan stepped toward them without hesitation, striking the panel once with his fist. Nothing happened. No response. No override. Just a dull resistance that confirmed what we already knew. We were trapped.“Backup power,” Ivan said sharply, turning to the analyst. “Override it manually.”The analyst shook his head. “The system is locked from an external source. I can’t breach it from here.”Ivan’s jaw tightened.“Then find a way.”The pressure in his
Camila’s POV“You’re too late.”The screen went black, but the words didn’t fade, they stayed, heavy and suffocating, cutting deeper than the image itself. It wasn’t just what he said, it was how he said it, calm and certain, like the outcome had already been decided long before we even realized we were part of it.No one moved immediately, not Daniil, not Ivan, not me, because the truth was no longer forming, it was already there, undeniable and brutal.This wasn’t just infiltration.This was betrayal.And it was close.Too close.“Run it back,” I said, my voice steady despite the pressure building in my chest.The screen flickered again, replaying the moment, freezing on the man behind the children, his posture relaxed, his confidence absolute, not hiding, not rushing, standing like he belonged there.Like he had every right.“Zoom,” I ordered.The image sharpened, and this time I didn’t just look, I studied every detail, every movement, every shadow, because betrayal always leaves
Camila’s POV“I’m the one who built what you’re trying to control.”The line went dead, but the words didn’t. They lingered in the air, heavy and suffocating, sinking into every corner of my thoughts in a way that made everything else feel secondary.That wasn’t just a threat.It was a claim.And claims like that didn’t come from outsiders.They came from something older, something buried deep inside the foundation we thought we controlled.No one spoke immediately, not because we didn’t understand, but because we did. The silence wasn’t confusion, it was impact, the kind that settles slowly and refuses to be ignored.Daniil stood beside me, still and unreadable, but I could feel the shift in him, the way his focus had sharpened into something colder, something more dangerous.Ivan exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair as if trying to steady himself.“That wasn’t Viktor,” he said quietly.“No,” I replied, because Viktor didn’t speak like that.Viktor manipulated.That voice
Camila’s POV“Daniil Varkanin… you’ve been compromised.”The words echoed in my mind long after the comm went silent, long after the systems failed, long after the illusion of control shattered right in front of us. For a brief moment, no one moved, because none of us knew where the threat was coming from anymore.Not outside, not inside, everywhere.Then instinct took over.“Backup lights, now,” I ordered, my voice sharp and steady.A second later, emergency lights flickered on, casting the room in a dim red glow that made everything feel more exposed and far more dangerous than before.I turned to Daniil, and he was already looking at me, not shaken, not uncertain, but calculating like he always did when things spiraled out of control. That was what made this harder, because he was already thinking ten steps ahead while everything around us was collapsing.“You didn’t trigger that override,” I said, and it wasn’t a question.Daniil held my gaze briefly before answering.“No.”Simple
Daniil’s POV Ivan didn’t respond immediately, and neither did I, because there was nothing to say that wouldn’t make the situation worse, and worse was already standing between us like a third presence neither of us could avoid.Camila broke the silence first, her voice controlled but urgent as she tried to ground the moment. “This doesn’t make sense.”But I wasn’t looking at her.My focus remained on Ivan, because this was no longer about the message alone, it had never truly been about just the message, and now the consequences were beginning to surface in ways that demanded clarity.Ivan stood across from me, posture rigid, his expression unreadable at first glance, but I knew him well enough to notice the subtle shift beneath the surface. He wasn’t just reacting, he was processing, recalculating, rebuilding his stance in real time, and that made him more unpredictable than any visible reaction could have been.“Say something,” I finally said, my voice calm but firm, carrying a we
Camila’s POV“What do you mean they’re here?” Daniil’s voice was raw, the calmness in it like a veil over a storm, barely holding back the fury beneath.Ivan stepped forward, his shoulders trembling but his voice resolute. “Vadim. Maximo. They’ve allied with someone bigger, someone more dangerous.
Camila’s POVDaniil gathered his men and gave orders with cold precision. He refused to chase Maximo impulsively and Ivan backed him without hesitation. There was no rivalry between them anymore, no subtle tension, no fight for dominance. There was alignment. They both understood the same thing: Ma
Camila’s POVI stared at the door, waiting for the inevitable. The sound of the gunfire had rattled the walls, and Daniil’s body was taut beside me, his eyes dark with a mixture of fear and determination. He knew what was coming and this time, it wasn’t just about power or survival. It was about so
Camila’s POVMorning did not bring relief to me. It only made everything clearer. The estate still stood tall, but smoke clung to the air and the crown burned into the marble floor refused to fade. No one tried to remove it, we all knew it wasn’t just damage. It was a message. Maximo had marked our







