LOGINThe library finally grew quiet late in the evening.For the past hours, the room had been filled with maps, blueprints, theories, and questions.Questions about the hidden level beneath the Valtieri estate, about Alessandro, the Axis that seemed to lead to new questions every time they will find an answer.Now, however, the corridors of the estate had fallen silent.The grandfather clock chimed softly within the halls of Blackstone.Midnight had come and gone and everyone had retired for the evening.Everyone had retired for the evening.Nicholas, who begged to stay a little longer with them, had eventually fallen asleep on a couch in the library after exhausting himself by pointing out inconsistencies in century-old architectural plans before his nanny took him to his room.Dominic still couldn't decide whether he found that amusing or terrifying.Perhaps both.The image lingered in his mind as he and Althea walked slowly through the quiet halls toward their bedroom.Neither spoke.N
Three weeks after returning from the Axis Core, Blackstone had finally settled into a rhythm of recovery, routine and normalcy.Or at least their version of normal.The wounded men were healing and operations had resumed.Security protocols were returning to standard levels, Helena’s own men had already withdrawn as well as August and Michael, who went back for a while to Devereaux Medical Complex to check on their estate.Dominic had finally been granted limited freedom from Althea's recovery restrictions.Limited being the important word.Very limited."You're staring, again."Dominic didn't look up from the report in his hand."I'm reading." He responded calmly."No." Althea retorted as she walked into his office carrying coffee. "You're thinking."Dominic looked up and gave her a smile as he accepted the cup."I'm capable of doing both." He explained gently.She raised an eyebrow."Not according to your medical file.""I regret teaching you how to weaponize medical terminology." Do
"I was afraid." Dominic blinked when she repeated her answer. Seraphina Aragon Valtieri feared almost nothing. Yet her voice didn't waver. "I watched what happened to your Uncle Luca." She finally continued slowly. "I watched obsession destroy him." The room grew quiet. "To be honest, your uncle wasn't evil, Dominic." She continued and Dominic could not hide his surprise at the statement. "He loved your father, more than anyone realized." Seraphina looked toward the fire. "Their relationship was complicated. Two sons born just a few years apart." She said patiently. A sad smile appeared. “It was competitive, frustrating and loud. But they loved each other." Dominic decided to listen instead of arguing or asking, because for the first time, something in her tone told him these were memories she rarely shared. Something he had never heard her do since Alessandro was murdered. "Luca wasn't born wanting power." She continued quietly. "He wanted purpose. He believed the
Two weeks. That was what Althea said but Dominic still finds himself recovering. According to Dominic, he had recovered eleven days ago. Today is now his eighteenth day of recovery. However, according to everyone else in Blackstone, neither opinion mattered because Dr. Althea Johnson Valtieri had already made her ruling. And no one, not even Dominic Valtieri, the head of Blackstone could argue with her rulings for long. At least not successfully. "Papa." Dominic, sitting on his bed, looked up from the report he was pretending to read, third day of recovering from his injuries. He saw Nicholas standing in the doorway. Nicholas stood with hands on his hips, looking very serious and determined. Far too much like both his parents. "Yes, Nico?” Dominic asked calmly as he placed the report on his bedside table. Nicholas marched into the room. "You cheated, Papa." He commented seriously. Dominic frowned. "I have no idea what you're talking about." He responded pa
Meanwhile, three corridors away, Althea finished closing her fourth surgery.The patient had nearly died from a hidden complication.An arterial rupture missed during transport.By the time they discovered it, the man's blood pressure had already crashed.Another thirty minutes and he would have been dead.She removed her gloves, massaging her shoulders because it hurts before moving down her lower back.Everything hurt.But it was over.The critical cases were done.For the first time all night, there were no more active emergencies.No alarms.No frantic calls.Nothing.Silence.The strange silence that follows survival and Althea leaned against the counter, closing her eyes briefly and just breathing. She inhaled deeply and held it for a few seconds before releasing it slowly.A nurse approached."Doctor?"She opened her eyes."Yes?" She asked, her mind immediately alert.The nurse hesitated before letting out a smile."All four survived."Something inside her loosened.Four lives.
The sun had long disappeared over Blackstone.Midnight came and went, the noise still not dying down at the medical wing.Nurses and guards come and go, treating and assisting the injured. They would just stop briefly to take a breath and then continue their way, making sure that all had been taken care.Then one o'clock.Then two.Yet Blackstone Estate still remained awake.The emergency floodlights continued illuminating the temporary medical compound while exhausted doctors, nurses, surgeons, and support staff fought through the final wave of casualties.Hours earlier, death had arrived on helicopters.Now survival was winning despite it being slowly and painfully.One patient at a time.Operating Room One finally opened and Benjamin finally stepped out first before the patient he operated on was wheeled out.The older surgeon looked every bit his age and every bit the legend he was.His surgical cap had been removed, his silver hair damp with sweat, contrasting with the dark circl
Dominic finally went back to the war room and the atmosphere immediately shifted with his presence.Enzo had already pulled more data from Luca’s system, projections cascading across the screens. Layers within layers, encryption wrapped around intent like armor.Michael stood close, tracking moveme
The attack began before dawn.The sky was still wrapped in darkness when the engines started.Inside the motor court, three matte-black vehicles idled in silence, their headlights off. The cold air carried the faint scent of oil and damp earth as men moved with quiet precision around them.Dominic
Sebastian stood near the map. “You shouldn’t bring him here again.” He said quietly. He remained silent for a long while to let his words sink in. “There will be more of these meetings and a while ago should be his last. It will get darker and deadlier.”Dominic leaned back against the table.“I kn
The puzzle still lay perfectly assembled on the coffee table.For several minutes after Nicholas finished it, the room’s atmosphere had stayed light. It was filled with small jokes, quiet admiration, and the easy warmth that only a child could bring into a house that had seen too much blood lately.







