MasukEvelyn POVI couldn’t sit still. My legs wouldn’t stop shaking as I paced the waiting room. Sophia kept trying to calm me down, but every second felt like an eternity. Charles stood by the window, looking lost, but I was too consumed with worry to ask what was wrong.Finally, the surgery room doors opened. A doctor in blue scrubs walked out, removing his mask. My heart jumped into my throat.“Mrs. Blackthorne?” the doctor called.I rushed forward. “Yes? How is he? Please tell me he’s okay.”The doctor gave a tired but reassuring smile. “The surgery went well. The bullet missed all major organs, but he lost a lot of blood. We’ve transfused him and repaired the damage. He’s stable now. He’ll need plenty of rest, antibiotics to prevent infection, and monitoring for the next 48 hours. We’ll keep him in the ICU tonight for close observation, but he’s out of immediate danger.”I let out a sob of relief, covering my mouth. “
Charles POV The gunshot cracked through the room like thunder. I watched in horror as the bullet slammed into Damien’s side. Time seemed to slow down. “Damien! No!” I shouted, rushing forward. “Damien!!” Julian yelled at the same time, both of us dropping to our knees beside him. Damien had thrown himself over Aveillie, shielding her tiny body with his own. Blood was already soaking through his shirt fast. He kept one hand over her eyes, protecting her from the sight. “I love you, princess…” Damien whispered weakly, his voice strained with pain. “Tell Mommy I love her too… The only regret I have now is I might not be able to be there for you guys…” Aveillie started crying, her small shoulders shaking. “Daddy… Daddy, no! Wake up!” “Uncle Julian,” she sobbed, looking up at him with tears streaming down her face. “My daddy will be fine, right? He’s strong. He’s a hero. He won
Damien POVThe glass felt like ice against my skin as I pressed my hands desperately against it. My daughter was on the other side, and Allen stood there like a king watching his favorite show.“Please, Allen,” I said, my voice breaking. “I’m begging you. Let Aveillie go. She’s just a little girl. She has nothing to do with our fight.”Allen smiled coldly, clearly savoring the moment. “Begging already? Oh, this is too good. But it’s not enough, Damien. Not nearly enough. Get on your knees. Get down on your knees and beg like the weak, pathetic man you truly are.”I clenched my jaw, pride burning inside me. But when I looked at Aveillie’s face, that pride died instantly. Slowly, I dropped to my knees in front of the glass, hands still pressed against it.“I’m on my knees, Allen,” I said, voice shaking with rage and desperation. “Look at me. I’m begging you. Please let my daughter go. Take me instead. Do whatever you want to me, j
Evelyn POV I was standing in the middle of an old warehouse, the air thick with dust and the smell of rust. Damien was in front of me, holding a gun, his face covered in sweat and determination. “Damien, please!” I screamed, reaching out for him. “Don’t do this! Let’s just go home. We can find another way!” He turned to me, his eyes soft for a moment. “I have to, Evie. For Aveillie. For us. I need to end this.” Suddenly, shadows moved around us. Allen stepped out from behind a pillar, smirking. Before I could warn him, a gunshot rang out. Damien’s body jerked violently as the bullet hit his chest. “No!” I screamed, running toward him. “Damien!” He stumbled, blood spreading across his shirt. His eyes met mine, wide with shock and pain. He tried to speak but only blood came out of his mouth. “Evie… I love… you…” he whispered, collaps
Damien POV It was finally dawn. The first light was just breaking through the sky as I made my way upstairs. My heart felt heavy, but I knew we had to move now. I entered Evelyn’s room quietly. She was still fast asleep, probably from the sleeping pills the doctor gave her. I sat beside her on the bed and took her hand gently. “Evie,” I whispered softly, kissing her knuckles. “I have gone to bring back our baby. Wish me luck, my love. I’m going to get Aveillie and come home to you. Please hold on for me. I can’t lose you or her. I love you so much, Evie. Fight for us, okay?” I leaned down and kissed her forehead, then her lips, lingering there for a few seconds. Downstairs, the team was waiting. Sophia was standing close to Julian, holding his arm. “Come back safe,” Sophia said, her voice full of worry. “All of you. Please come back safe."
Charles POV"I’ll lead the perimeter cover where she’s supposed to lead. Ayla isn’t going. She’s staying behind. I can’t bear to lose her — not after everything. I won’t risk it," I said, my voice firm, laced with a desperation I no longer tried to hide.Julian and Damien looked at each other, clearly surprised by the raw emotion pouring out of me. The tension in the room thickened, almost suffocating. No one had ever seen me like this before, not over a woman.Ayla turned to me sharply, her eyes flashing with frustration. "Charles, this is my fight too—""Ayla, please," I cut in, stepping closer until I could see the unshed tears glistening in her eyes. "I understand you’re trying to get closure. You’re trying so hard to numb the pain Allen caused you. I see it every time I look at you. But this is dangerous. I’m not doubting your capability — you’re one of the strongest people I know. But I can’t help worrying. Let me do the dirty work f
(Damien’s POV)“Finally, you’ve lost it. I’m serious this time — I need to book you into a psychiatric ward, because I cannot keep calling myself friends with a lunatic.There’s no other explanation for this level of strategic suicide.”Charles’ voice came at me before the door had even closed. He
Evelyn povI dressed up for work and took one of Damien’s cars, the one with mirror tint. I was meeting Sophia at a café near the estate.She was already waiting when I walked in. We hugged tight.“Look at you,” she teased. “Rolling up in Damien’s car like a mafia wife. Should I start calling you M
Damien’s POVI woke up with a deep smile still resting on my face, my arms wrapped around the soft warmth beside me. For a few seconds I stayed like that, half lost in sleep, enjoying the quiet comfort of the morning. The early sunlight was slipping through the curtains, the soft glow spreading acr
Evelyn’s POVHis mouth crashed back onto mine.This kiss was hungrier than the last. Tongues tangled immediately, no preamble, no teasing. Just raw need. I tasted myself on his lips from where he had licked and sucked at my skin earlier, and the thought made heat flood my core all over again.He ki







