Mag-log inSomething changed in his expression, subtle but noticeable to those watching closely, enough for Derek behind him to pick up on it and for Cobra to react without fully understanding why. Alex stepped forward, slow and controlled, while Zane’s men instinctively raised their weapons higher. “Stop ri
The footsteps kept coming, growing louder with each second, accompanied by distant crashes and the sound of something being forced open outside. It was clear now that something was unfolding beyond the warehouse walls. Each step echoed against the concrete, sharp and deliberate, like a countdown th
The words dropped heavily into the room. Alissa froze. “Impossible…?” Her voice came out small and fragile. Zane glanced at her briefly before looking back at Rose. “Someone brought her to us and paid for this job,” he continued. “She was the one who gave us details, schedule, everything.” Ali
Rose on the other hand, remained where she was, composed, her posture relaxed in a way that didn’t match the situation at all. Beside her, Alissa sat stiffly, still shaken. Her hands were clenched together, but she leaned ever so slightly toward Rose, as if grounding herself in her presence. A f
The ropes fell away from Rose and Alissa's wrists with a soft thud against the cold concrete floor. For a brief second, the entire warehouse seemed to go still. Zane stood a few steps away, one hand tucked into his pocket, the other loosely gesturing as his men stepped back after obeying his order.
The door opened and both girls turned to the direction. Rose’s head lifted slightly at the sound. Her eyes immediately locked onto the new figure stepping in. And for the first time since she woke up, she paused. Cobra on the other hand froze, then his eyes widened slightly. “…You’ve got to be kidd
The sharp ring of the school bell echoed across the campus, signaling the end of the day. Students poured out in clusters, voices overlapping in excitement, complaints, and exhaustion. Amid the crowd, Rose walked out at an unhurried pace, Sandra and Kehlani flanking her on either side. “That exam
The next day after her national exam, Rose left school without lingering. Luthor hadn’t been able to drive her that morning—he had matters to attend to at his mother’s restaurant—so Rose had taken the wheel herself. The drive home was smooth, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the r
But the moment she and Luthor turned to leave, Branson’s guards blocked the exit. Rose’s eyes sharpened instantly. Luthor glanced at Branson. “Really?” he asked in disbelief. Branson’s expression darkened. “I don’t handle rejection well. It irritates me. If I can’t obtain what I want… I’d rath
The next morning, the dining room was unusually quiet. Sunlight filtered in through the tall windows, casting a soft glow over the long table as Rose adjusted her jacket. Across from her, Luthor set down his coffee and began giving her a brief but precise rundown of everything he had handled at Pe







