LOGINSomething 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
Rose stepped out of Elite Bank, her posture elegant, her expression light. A smile played across her lips—one that reached her eyes and lit up her features. Her aura, soft yet commanding, drew attention from the people around her. Some stopped in their tracks, others turned for a second glance, mesm
The previous night, Headmistress Moore had taken a call she’d rather not admit to. Beatrice had phoned her directly—late, insistent, and with a voice trembling on the edge of fury masked as concern. “I’m not asking for anything drastic,” Beatrice had said sweetly, a little too sweetly. “Just… make
At the Gym field Students from Special Class 1 were already making their way to the field. The sunlight bounced off their clean white uniforms, some of them wearing designer sneakers and carefully applied sunscreen. The buzz of the latest gossip hadn’t spared them either. A small group of girls s
The final bell rang through the halls of the school, signaling the end of another academic day. Students began to pour out of their classrooms, buzzing with chatter and laughter. Rose stood quietly beside her desk, carefully placing her belongings into her bag. She turned to Sandra and Kehlani with







