تسجيل الدخولAva's POV"Time to bring my A game," I smirked low under my breath. A thrill ran through my body. Things were going just as planned. My heart beat fast but steady. I moved slowly toward the black cars. I put on my pity card, dropping my shoulders low. My eyes looked wide and scared. I kept my hands close to my chest like a frightened woman. The cool morning air brushed my arms and made my skin tingle.One agent opened the back door. The leather seat felt real cold when I slid inside. The door shut with a heavy thud. The smell of new car and strong cologne filled the small space. The engine roared to life. We drove off fast. The tires hummed against the road. I stared out the window. Tall trees and buildings passed in a blur. My hands stayed folded tight in my lap. The drive felt long. My mind raced with every turn.Finally, we reached a huge main gate. Tall iron bars rose high with sharp points at the top. Beautiful green gardens stretched on both sides. Flowers bloomed in bright col
Victor's POVToday was the day.Special visiting day. No handcuffs. The visiting room smelled of cheap coffee, and body heat. Families filled the chairs. Kids cried. Wives whispered. Guards leaned against the walls, bored and tired. The air felt thick and warm, heavy with too many bodies in one place.I sat at a small metal table with my fake visitor. A man I paid a lot of money. He talked quietly about nothing. I nodded and smiled like a normal inmate missing his family. My heart pounded hard against my ribs. Every beat felt loud in my ears. Sweat trickled down my back under the rough gray prison shirt. The fabric stuck to my skin.The clock on the wall ticked loudly. Each second felt like a knife. I kept my face calm. My hands stayed loose on the table. One wrong move and everything would end.A guard near the door coughed twice. That was the signal.I stood up slowly. My legs felt weak but I forced them steady. I hugged the fake visitor tight. His cheap cologne filled my nose. “Tak
Ava'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 POVI pushed the bedroom door open very quiet, but the click still sounded way louder than I wanted it to so early this morning. Leon was already half-dressed, standing there in front of the full mirror, fiddling with the last couple buttons on his white shirt. He looked all put together al
Ava's POV Leon didn't let me catch my breath fully.He reached over to the nightstand, grabbing that thick black sex rope—soft but tough, the kind that he'd always used on me to punish me.Sweat glistened on his chest, his muscles shifting under the dim light as he moved. He was breathing heavy to
Ava’s POVLeon didn’t give me a second to catch my breath.He placed his hands on me again, quick and rough, his fingers working at the thick black rope still wrapped around my ankles. The cord slid free with a soft rasp on my skin, and the sudden rush of blood all over that area made the red marks
Leon’s POVThe hotel room in New York now smelled like her—that sweet perfume all mixed up with sweat and sex, the kind of scent that hits you hard and lingers around you.We’d been going at it for hours, time was just slipping away, the bed sheets twisted everywhere like we didn’t care. Curtains s







