LOGINChapter 58The city blurred past the windows as Riven drove. My side burned with every bump in the road, fresh blood soaking through the bandage and into my shirt. I pressed my palm against it, jaw clenched. The pain kept me sharp. It reminded me that this wasn’t over.Riven’s hands were tight on the wheel. “Elias’s last known location is the old warehouse district. Same area as before. He’s not answering his phone.”“Of course he’s not.” I checked the magazine in my gun again. Full. “He knows we’re coming.”We didn’t speak much after that. The silence between us was different now — not the heavy guilt from the clinic, but something sharper. Elias had been my shadow for years. The man who fixed problems before they reached my desk. The man who knew where every body was buried because I had handed him the shovel.And now he had handed Lila to Marcus.The old warehouse district rose around us, skeletal buildings and chain-link fences under flickering streetlights. Riven killed the headl
Chapter 57The safe house appeared ahead, high walls and reinforced gates cutting sharp lines against the night sky. It should have felt secure. Instead, the moment we pulled up, the silence felt wrong — too complete, too deliberate.The front gate was ajar.No guards.No lights.Riven killed the engine. “Stay in the car.”I didn’t listen. I stepped out, gun in hand, ignoring the sharp pull in my side. Blood seeped through the bandage, warm and sticky against my skin. The world tilted for a second, dizziness clawing at the edges of my vision, but I forced it steady. I had lost too much blood already tonight. Every step reminded me of it.We moved through the house room by room. Empty. Too empty. The air smelled of nothing — no coffee, no faint trace of Lila’s shampoo, no lingering presence of the security detail that should have been here. Furniture was undisturbed, but the absence felt violent.Lila’s bedroom door was open. The bed was unmade. Her blanket was on the floor, as if she
Chapter 56The world returned slowly, dragged back by pain and the steady beep of machines.I woke to sterile white walls and the faint smell of antiseptic. My side burned like someone had poured acid into the wound. Every breath pulled at the stitches, a sharp reminder of how close we’d come. The clinic room was quiet except for the low hum of equipment and the soft sound of someone breathing nearby.Riven.He was slumped in a chair beside the bed, head tilted back, eyes closed. Exhaustion had finally won. His hand rested on the edge of the mattress, fingers inches from mine. Even asleep, he looked like he was waiting for me to disappear.I tried to sit up. The room spun. A low groan escaped before I could stop it.Riven’s eyes snapped open. He was on his feet in a second, hands gentle but firm on my shoulders, easing me back down.“Easy,” he said, voice rough from lack of sleep. “The doctor said no sudden movements. You lost almost two units of blood. You’re lucky you’re still consc
Chapter 55Gunfire tore through the warehouse like thunder trapped in concrete.I fired twice, dropping the guard closest to Lila. The second man spun toward me, muzzle flashing. I dove behind a rusted loom as bullets chewed the metal inches from my head. Dust exploded into the air. My ears rang.“Riven!” I shouted.He was already moving — low, fast, knife in hand. He reached Lila and started sawing at the ropes binding her wrists. Her eyes were wide with terror, but she stayed silent, trusting him.Marcus didn’t panic. He simply stepped back into the shadows, expression calm, as if he’d already won.“You really thought it would be that easy?”Another guard appeared from behind a pillar. I put two rounds in his chest before he could aim. The impact threw him backward into a stack of crates. Wood splintered. Lila screamed as Riven finally cut her free and pulled her down behind cover.I moved toward them, firing as I ran. A bullet grazed my side — hot, sharp, deep enough to burn. Pain
Chapter 54The old textile building on 14th smelled of rust, damp concrete, and fear.I killed the headlights half a block away and left the car running. No backup. No team. Just me and the gun in my hand. Elias had offered men. I told him no. This wasn’t their fight. Not yet.My phone buzzed. Riven.Riven: I’m five minutes behind you. Don’t go in alone.I didn’t answer. I couldn’t risk him walking into this. Not when Marcus had already taken the one thing that could make both of us stupid.I moved through the side entrance, gun low, footsteps silent on the cracked floor. The building was mostly empty — rows of rusting machinery, broken windows letting in slices of streetlight. Water dripped somewhere in the rafters, steady and mocking. My pulse was loud in my ears, but my hands stayed steady. I had done this before. Not like this. Never with Lila’s life on the line.Then I heard it.Lila’s voice. Small. Terrified.“Please… I don’t know anything…”I followed the sound to the center of
Chapter 53The boardroom smelled of polished mahogany and expensive cologne.I walked in at 10 a.m. sharp. Twenty-three faces turned toward me. Some looked away. Others met my eyes with the cold satisfaction of men who had already made their deals and were now counting the money.The vice chairman didn’t waste time. He stood at the head of the table like he had rehearsed this moment for weeks, fingers resting lightly on the leather folder in front of him.“Damien,” he began, voice smooth and rehearsed, “the evidence against you is overwhelming. Leaked financial records. Unauthorized access to secure systems. Funds funneled through shell accounts that trace back to known criminal networks. The SEC has already opened an investigation. The shareholders are in open revolt. For the survival of the company, we have no choice but to vote on your immediate removal as CEO and chairman.”I remained standing at the far end of the table, refusing to sit. “This isn’t about survival. This is about
Chapter 52Riven stood frozen in the doorway like the confession had drained every drop of strength from his body.I didn’t move closer. I couldn’t. The space between us felt like miles of broken glass.“Say something,” he whispered, voice cracking. “Please.”I looked at him — really looked. The ma
Chapter 51Riven stood frozen in the doorway like the confession had drained every drop of strength from his body.I didn’t move closer. I couldn’t. The space between us felt like miles of broken glass.“Say something,” he whispered, voice cracking. “Please.”I looked at him — really looked. The ma
Chapter 50:The photograph showed Elias Voss.My cousin. The man I had called in the middle of the night to start this war. The one I had trusted with the darkest parts of my empire because blood was supposed to mean something.I stared at the image until the pixels burned. Elias sitting across fro
Chapter 49:The head of legal broke in under ten minutes.Jonathan Hale sat across from me in the secondary conference room, sweat beading on his forehead, hands trembling on the table. Kane stood behind him like a shadow. I didn’t raise my voice. I didn’t need to.“You drafted every major contract







