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Chapter 54
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2025-06-09 00:01:52“I was going to tell you.”
His voice came from behind her, quiet but certain. Seraphina didn’t flinch, though her breath caught in her throat like a string pulled too tight.
She didn’t turn around. Not yet. Not until she was ready.
The folder on the desk still lay open, pages splayed like wounds. Her name stared back at her in Lucien’s tight, slanted handwriting. Not a spy’s surveillance. A lover’s quiet reckoning.
She pressed her fingers to the desk’s edge, grounding herself in the cold wood. “So it’s true. You’ve been watching me.”
Lucien stepped into the room. The door clicked softly behind him.
“I watched to protect you. Never to trap you.”
“That’s what people always say when they want you to believe the bars weren’t there.”
Now she turned, and her eyes locked onto his. There was no venom in her voice. Just the quiet
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The persistent beep of Lucien’s heart monitor gave Seraphina strength. A rhythm of resistance. He still hadn’t woken up, but his vitals were stronger, his breaths more even.She sat beside him, eyes hollowed with sleepless nights. The hospital room was quiet, but her mind raced with unfinished wars.The door creaked open. Vincenzo stepped in with a laptop bag slung over his shoulder and a look that meant business.“I hope you didn’t think you’d get a break,” he said.She stood. “Tell me.”He set the laptop down on the tray table and powered it on. “Matteo’s buried in code and digital footprints, but he’s hit a wall. So, he thought of someone else.”Her eyes narrowed. “Me?”“You learned from the best,” Vincenzo said gently. “And we’re not talking about Detective Elian.”Seraphina hesitated, then slowly nodded. “My mother.”Vincenzo slid a drive from his coat pocket. “Detective Elian gave me this. Your mom’s files—everything she compiled before she died. Surveillance logs, offshore acco
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The hospital corridor flooded with chaos the moment the SUV screeched to a halt.Matteo yanked open the back door, and Seraphina stumbled out, Lucien’s limp, bloodied body cradled against her chest. His head lolled to the side, lips pale, a crimson stain blooming through the pressure wrap she'd been holding since the gunfight.Her scream tore down the sterile hall like a blade.“We need help—he’s dying!”Nurses sprinted from the ER bay as Matteo and Anton lifted Lucien onto the gurney. Vincenzo barked into his phone, clearing the entrance. “Get the damn OR ready now—we’re not losing him!”“He’s not breathing right—he’s losing blood—he was stable five minutes ago!” Seraphina shouted, barely coherent as she ran beside the gurney, her hand still pressed to Lucien’s side.The nurse tried to restrain her. “Ma’am—please, we’ll take it from here.”“No—you don’t understand. If he dies—” Her voice cracked, too close to breaking.Vincenzo grabbed her shoulders. “Sera. Let them work. You did eve
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