LOGINShe leaned against the bar.“Thank you for the flowers,” she said quietly. “What did you want to talk about?”I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. I didn't expect it to be easy, but I had hoped for a slightly warmer reception.“There’s a lot we need to discuss. About us, about what happened, and
MiaNearly a month had passed since the raid, and life had settled into a new routine. I was working as a nurse, and the steady rhythm of the hospital shifts was both grounding and exhausting. Mom was at the penthouse on bedrest, recovering from her surgery, but her spirits were high. She had a job
"Everybody on the ground now!"Agents burst into the room, guns drawn. The attendees opened fire on them but they were overwhelmed.In the midst of the chaos, I spotted Dimitri, clutching his shoulder. Glaring at me, his face twisted in a mix of anger and fear. He tried to get toward the backdoors a
AlbertPolina was mingling with various guests, a smile plastered on her face that took over her whole face. I couldn’t help but feel a pang of frustration when I thought of her. She really thought this was going to go a certain way.I moved through the crowd avoiding her. I noticed several of Dimit
It was bittersweet and lonely and not the mood I needed to be in the day before all my plans would come to fruition.Ivan came into the study nearly an hour later, already dressed for bed. He poured himself a cup of whiskey and sat across the table from me.“I’ve been looking for places for Katie an
AlbertThat night, I found myself sitting across from a few government operatives in a discreet, dimly lit office. The atmosphere was tense as we went over the final elements of the plan, including the layout of the Kulak Estate.The operatives were efficient and to the point. Things were going well
MiaThe surgery was finally over, and I let out a breath I didn’t realize I had been holding. Mom had made it through, and the relief that washed over me was almost overwhelming. The surgeons assured me that everything had gone well and she would be placed in the ICU for observation. They mentioned
“And Lorenzo,” I added, a cold smile playing on my lips, “happy birthday. I hope it’s one you never forget.”I ended the call, the finality of my words ringing in the silence. I turned my attention back to the observation window. The surgery was still ongoing, but my mind was already racing ahead, p
MiaIt felt unfair. He was wonderful, and that should have been all that mattered, but it wasn't, and I really didn't see how it would ever be enough. I could still see the bodies he'd left behind and the cold, murderous look on his face.I shuddered at the thought and tried to push the thought away
As Diane tried to calm herself, I felt the weight of the night’s events bearing down on me. Lorenzo likely wouldn't be stopped with just a bit of threatening or pain. I knew that already, but killing him outright felt like the wrong thing to do, given the fact that he was Mia's father...What kind o







