LOGINYes, I did it. I buried each piece of him where the city ends- the borders. I was careful. Careful enough that they'll never put him back together. Now I can finally sleep. I remember clearly his last cry, echoing in my ear like a hymn. His eyes pleading. Not for mercy, just for more time. But he didn't give her that. So, I took mine... slowly. Making sure the last thing he saw was that I wasn't sorry.
View MoreAdeline's POVDay one of the investigation started early.I woke to find Kayden already gone, voices drifting up from downstairs. The tech specialists had arrived before dawn, eager to begin their systematic sweep of the mansion.I got dressed slowly, deliberately, trying to calm my racing heart.Act normal. Just act normal.I went downstairs to find the main living areas transformed into a command center. Laptops, cables, scanning equipment everywhere. The three specialists were already at work, methodically checking every device, every connection point."Mrs. Gravano," the woman said when she saw me."Good morning. I'm Dr. Chen. We'll try to stay out of your way as much as possible.""It's fine. Do what you need to do.""We'll be scanning the main network infrastructure today. Tomorrow we'll move to individual offices and private spaces. We'll need access to your office as well."My office. Where everything was hidden."Of course. Whenever you need it."Kayden appeared with Marco, b
Adeline's POVI didn't sleep. I kept tossing and turning all night.The name kept echoing in my head. Midnight Cerulean.My name, my identity, my signature, was being used to destroy the Gravano family.Someone had stolen it. Studied my methods well enough to replicate them and left my calling card at the scene of nine murders and twenty-six million in losses.And now the entire Gravano organization was hunting for Midnight Cerulean.Hunting for me.At 3 AM, I carefully slid out of bed. Kayden stirred but didn't wake. I grabbed my phone and went to my private office, the one room in the mansion that was completely mine.I locked the door, pulled up my laptop, and dove into the code.If someone was impersonating me, they had to have made mistakes. Nobody could replicate my work perfectly. There would be tells. Patterns that didn't quite match.I pulled apart the attack code line by line, analyzing every function, every choice.And there it was, buried deep in a nested loop, I found it
Adeline's POVThe Gravano mansion looked different at night. It was imposing, with its Gothic architecture and sprawling grounds lit by strategic spotlights. I'd lived here for months now, but arriving for formal dinner still made my stomach tight with tension."Relax," Kayden said, his hand warm on my lower back as we walked to the entrance. "It's just dinner.""With your father. Who always has an agenda.""Fair point."The front door opened before we could knock. One of Russio's staff smiled warmly.Mr. Gravano, Mrs. Gravano. Your father is waiting in the dining room."We followed her through the marble hallways. I'd worn a simple black dress, elegant but not trying too hard. Kayden looked devastatingly handsome in a dark suit, his hair pulled back in his signature style.The dining room was set for six, with expensive china, crystal glasses, candles creating intimate lighting. Russio stood at the head of the table, already holding a glass of wine."Kayden. Adeline." He smiled, whic
Adeline's POVThe coffee shop Grey chose was neutral territory. A quiet place near the university with booth seating and enough ambient noise that our conversation wouldn't carry.I arrived ten minutes early, scoped out exits by habit, then chose a booth where I could see the door.Grey arrived exactly on time, spotted me immediately, and smiled as he approached."Adeline. Thank you for meeting me.""Of course."He slid into the booth across from me, ordered a black coffee when the waitress came by. I already had my latte.For a moment, neither of us spoke."This is awkward," he finally said with a slight laugh. "I'm not sure how to start.""You wanted help planning a surprise for Belle.""Right. Yes." He ran a hand through his auburn hair. "I want to do something special for her before the wedding. Something that shows her how much she means to me.""She already knows that.""I know. But I want a memory. Something perfect that's just ours before everything changes. Before Paris, befo
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