تسجيل الدخولAva's POVSome hours had passed by before my next visit was set. The afternoon sun had moved lower in the sky, painting everywhere gold. My heart was beating steady but heavy as I waited for Leon. I would have asked him about Julian's location, if he knew anything that happened that night but Bella had already told me who to focus on. Leon stayed with me most of the night at the gala. Still, this visit felt necessary.Not long after, the metal door opened with a loud clang. Two officers brought Leon in. His hands stayed locked in front of him with the metal cuffs. The rich, dominant man I once knew looked completely different now. His expensive suit from the gala had been replaced by rough gray prison clothes. The fabric hung loose on his once strong body. His face looked pale and tired, as dark circles sat under his eyes. His shoulders slumped a little, but his eyes still carried that proud fire.He sat down slowly across from me. A moment of silence hung between us. It felt thick an
Ava's POVIt took a full day to make all the necessary preparations for Victor's escape. I moved from one contact to another, acting fast, burning myself up. I made quiet calls. I signed papers in hidden offices.I stood in my room, dressed up to fit the concept. I chose a sleek black dress with sharp shoulders. The fabric hugged my body tight like armor. It had long sleeves and a high collar that made me look powerful. The dress screamed vengeance. It said I was strong and ready to strike back at anyone who hurt me. I slipped on black heels that clicked loud with every step. I looked the part that I needed to. I looked in control.I stared at myself in the big mirror. The glass felt cool under my fingers as I touched the edge. My eyes looked sharp. My lips pressed into a thin line. My hair fell straight and dark around my shoulders. "This is for Julian. You will get what you need," I whispered to my reflection,not wanting to rethink this at all. I turned side to side. The dress mov
Ava's POVI sat alone in the soft lounge chair in my room. The big window let in warm afternoon light.that touched the wooden floor and made it glow. Three days had gone by since that visit to the station. Three long days of digging into papers and screens. My eyes felt tired from reading so much. I had studied the Syndicate closely. The whole board looked hideous once you saw the real numbers. They moved money in dirty ways. They hid bad deals behind fancy smiles. But in the real world, people painted them as honorable billionaires and powerful businessmen. Politicians shook their hands and called them friends.If anyone in the Syndicate broke their rules or threatened their control, they acted fast. They threw the person in prison and seized all their wealth. That meant most of Leon's money and properties might not come to me. I sighed hard. The sound came out heavy in the quiet room. "This changes everything," I whispered to myself. I reached for the bottle on the small table bes
Ava's POVI drove to the police station with a clear head. The morning sun glared through the windshield and warmed my hands on the steering wheel. Traffic crawled around me, horns blaring in the distance.I had planned every step in my mind. Last night felt far away, but I knew I was not done with these men. I still had to meet them at the detention center. I stopped at the tall metal gate, the engine ticked as it cooled. I took a deep breath of cool air and stepped out.The big gray building felt cold under the bright sky. I used my influence fast. I spoke firmly to the officers at the front desk. Papers rustled in my hands. After several calls and nods, they let me through."This way, ma'am," a tall police officer said. His voice sounded rough. He directed me with a quick wave. His boots thudded loudly on the clean tiled floor. We passed long halls that smelled of strong disinfectant and old coffee, low lights buzzed overhead. He helped me navigate until we reached the right sectio
Ava's POV It was morning now, sunlight came through my windows, touching my face. The worst of last night felt over. Or at least I thought it was. I sat on the edge of my bed for a long time. I picked up my phone again. My fingers shook as I dialed Julian's number for the tenth time. It rang and rang, still no answer. Only the cold voice of the machine told me to leave a message."Something's off," I muttered to myself. I stood up now, started pacing around my living room. My bare feet felt cold on the floor.I knew deep in my gut that something was not right. I did not see Julian at all last night. Not even once. And then they announced he was missing right in the middle of the chaos. The Syndicate said they would look into it, but they moved too slow. They did not seem to care much.I stopped by the big window. My heart beating fast with worry. I picked up my phone again. This time I called James, Julian's secretary. He must know something for sure as he's closest to him. I dialed
Leon's POV"Oh shit!" I shouted as the cold metal cuffs dug deep into my wrists. I shrugged my shoulders hard against the strong police officers. My body twisted one last time, but the fight had already left me. I stopped struggling completely, my legs felt weak. I nodded slowly at them. "Fine. I'll walk myself," I said in a low, broken voice.The officers held my arms tight anyway. They dragged me and Hale out of the big gala building. Our feet scraped against the shiny floor. Bright camera lights flashed from outside the doors. Click after click. The lights burned my eyes. Reporters shouted questions from behind a line of guards. "Leon! Did you really do it?" one voice yelled. "What about the money?" another screamed. I kept my head down. The police car truck waited with its back door open like a dark mouth.They pushed us inside roughly. The door slammed shut behind us with a loud bang, the sound echoed in my ears. Hale and I sat on the same hard bench at the back. Our shoulders to
Ava’s POVMorning light spilled soft gold through the tall windows, warming the polished dining table with a gentle glow. I wore my favorite silk spaghetti strap nightdress—thin pale pink, clinging just enough to my curves, sliding cool and smooth against my bare skin with every little shift, whisp
Bella’s POVLeon yanked out sudden. His thick cock slipped free with a filthy, wet squelch, strings of our mixed cum and spit stretching long and snapping, splattering sticky on my inner thighs. My pussy gaped empty, throbbing raw, hot cum leaking out in thick, warm globs down my legs, pooling sli
Julian’s POVI stayed hovering over her longer than I meant to… just breathing heavy, trying to steady myself. Just taking her in, like if I blinked once she might vanish.Her thighs were still trembling, little shakes that I could feel brushing against my hips. Her skin had this deep, dark flush—s
Julian’s POVI leaned in real slow… like the world would shatter if I rushed it. My lips barely touched hers at first. They were so hot, —soft, trembling under mine. Salt from her tears lingered there, mixing with the faint sweetness that was always just Ava. Her breath came in short, shaky bursts







