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CHAPTER 59

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ZLLIOT “ZLI” LUKESON POV

“Uh… is this—?”

“Yes, it is.”

“And you’re—”

“I am. I take it you’re Mr. Vance?” I don’t look up from the tablet, but I gesture toward the leather chair across from my desk. “Have a seat. I don’t have much time, and neither do you if the rumors about your accounting discrepancies are true.”

He does as he’s told, his hands folding in his lap like a schoolboy called to the principal’s office. He’s sweating through a suit that costs more than most people's rent, but in this
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    ZLLIOT “ZLI” LUKESON POV“You did this?” I croak, my voice fracturing like thin ice.I stand frozen, staring at the black marble monument as if it might vanish if I blink. My sister’s name—Gina “G.T.” Tavano—is carved deep into the stone. It isn’t hidden in a grisly, redacted cold case file or buried in the potter’s field of forgotten casualties. It is here. Real. Acknowledged in the quiet height of the Hudson Valley, far from the city that swallowed her whole.“She deserved the truth, Zli,” Ron says quietly beside me. “Not the lie that erased her.”I move forward on autopilot, my fingers reaching out to trace the chiseled letters. The marble is cool and solid against my palm, a physical weight that finally anchors the drifting ghost of my grief. For years, I’ve lived in the abstract—in spreadsheets, encrypted ledgers, and digital shadows. This stone is the first thing that feels permanent.“For me?” I ask, turning to look at him.Ron doesn’t have a smug bone in his body right now. Th

  • His Enemy, His Obsession   CHAPTER 59

    ZLLIOT “ZLI” LUKESON POV“Uh… is this—?”“Yes, it is.”“And you’re—”“I am. I take it you’re Mr. Vance?” I don’t look up from the tablet, but I gesture toward the leather chair across from my desk. “Have a seat. I don’t have much time, and neither do you if the rumors about your accounting discrepancies are true.”He does as he’s told, his hands folding in his lap like a schoolboy called to the principal’s office. He’s sweating through a suit that costs more than most people's rent, but in this office, it just makes him look pathetic. I slide a physical file across the desk—digital is for the work, but paper is for the intimidation. I watch his eyes dart across the pages, scanning the evidence of his own greed.“The terms are simple,” I state, my voice as cold as the steel of the desk. “Payment upfront. No collateral damage. If you agree, we move forward. If not, walk away right now and we never had this conversation. But if you walk out that door without my protection, I give you thr

  • His Enemy, His Obsession   CHAPTER 58

    RONAN “RON” HWAN POV“The admission costs him, I can see it in the way his shoulders sag slightly.”For just a moment, Sebastian looks less like the cold, calculating syndicate doctor and more like the man who once tried to shield me from my mother’s more eccentric punishments. He looks like the boy who was groomed for excellence while I was left to the wolves.“A lot was left unresolved,” I agree, the rain turning into a steady downpour that matches the coldness in my bones. “For both of us. For Gina. For the whole damn family.”“Yeah, well.” He straightens up, that flicker of vulnerability extinguished as quickly as a candle in a gale. He adjusts his parka, the professional mask sliding back into place. “Maybe if you hadn’t been so busy playing a high-stakes game of Romeo and Juliet with the Ledger, we would have had more time to figure things out before the dragons started eating their own.”And just like that, we’re back to old patterns. Old resentments. The same toxic dynamic tha

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    RONAN “RON” HWAN POV“You weren’t here to see me flourish,” I say, the wind whipping the collar of my trench coat against my jaw. “But I’ve done it anyway, Gina.”I adjust the Red Eye insignia—the platinum dragon with ruby glints—pinned to my black shirt. I wonder what my sister would say if she could see me now. She was the golden child, the intelligence officer, the one who was supposed to escape the gravity of the Hwan-Castellano bloodline. She always thought of me as the reckless younger brother with a ‘defective’ brain, the one whose chronic migraines were a physical manifestation of my inability to handle the pressure of our mother’s empire.But I’ve excelled despite the odds. I’ve become the bridge between the Crimson Dragons and the Castellano old guard—something she never thought possible for me.The headstone offers no response. Just cold, chiseled New York granite and the distant, muffled roar of the Brooklyn-Queens Expressway.One of our last conversations flashes through

  • His Enemy, His Obsession   CHAPTER 56

    RONAN “RON” HWAN POV“Sit down, Ronan,” Don Alessio Castellano says, his voice like dry parchment scratching against stone.Today, walking through the familiar, vaulted corridors of the Castellano Estate in Naples, the weight of legacy settles on my shoulders like a shroud. I am wearing a pressed black dress shirt and slacks, clean-shaven, carrying myself with the kind of formal dignity my mother, Theresa, always demanded of a Hwan-Castellano heir. The Crimson Dragon soldiers I pass in the hallway nod with a new kind of deference. They no longer look at me with the careful wariness they once reserved for the Matriarch’s unpredictable, rebellious son. Marco Bellini, a man who once looked at me like I might snap and ruin a deal, now bows his head respectfully.“Captain,” he murmurs.I make my way to the top floor, where the Don holds court from his private study. The old man sits behind a massive mahogany desk, his back perfectly straight, hands folded as he watches the Mediterranean sp

  • His Enemy, His Obsession   CHAPTER 55

    RONAN “RON” HWAN POV“We should start a consulting firm,” Julian announces suddenly, his eyes bright with the kind of bad ideas that usually involve international warrants. “Think about it—we’ve got the full deck of skills. Surveillance, intimidation, high-level breaking and entering... we're a one-stop shop for the desperate.”“And murder,” I add helpfully, swirling the remains of my drink.“That’s more of a specialty boutique service,” Julian clarifies without missing a beat.Phoebe raises her glass toward Zli. “The Ledger would just end up shooting the clients for having disorganized spreadsheets.”“Only the particularly annoying ones,” Zli protests, though his lips twitch upward.“So, every client we’ve ever met,” I murmur into my glass.Zli responds by planting a sharp elbow into my ribs, though he doesn't move away. The laughter flows easier after that, encouraged by the expensive vermouth and the strange, heavy comfort of sitting with people who know exactly what kind of monste

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