تسجيل الدخولVictoria’s hand slipped from the cold doorframe as her legs gave out completely. Exhaustion, severe pregnancy nausea, and blood loss crashed over her at once. Across the room, Eleanora stood over Alexander’s bleeding body, her gun raised. Before Eleanora could pull the trigger, a thunderous explosion blew the main doors off their hinges! Smoke, fire, and concrete dust filled the hall. Giordano burst through the smoke like an unhinged demon. He fired his shotgun, dropping three guards in seconds, then threw the empty gun into another guard's chest and broke his neck with his bare hands. He saw Victoria sitting on the floor. "VICTORIA!" Victoria tried to shout at him to run, but her voice died in her weak throat. Giordano ran toward her. But in that exact second, Eleanora stepped out from the dark smoke behind him and smashed a heavy metal baton right into the back of his head! CRACK! Giordano’s eyes rolled back, and he hit the floor hard, blacking out instantly. Eleanora snapp
Victoria looked around as the sirens wailed louder, the deafening screech echoing off the cold concrete walls and bathing the underground bunker in red, flashing light. Alexander abruptly stood up, his jaw clenched, his eyes darting frantically toward the door. "What the hell is going on?!" Eleanora barged right back into the room, her spotless white coat swishing against her boots as she hissed, "They have arrived." Victoria raised a brow, a cold, breathless thought flashing through her mind, “Well, that was quick.” Alexander frowned, stepping back from Victoria's chair, his heart racing. "Who are 'they'?" "Vito and Giordano, you dimwit!" Eleanora snapped, her eyes dark with pure fury. She pulled a sleek handgun from her coat and pointed it toward the exit. "Hurry, move Victoria. We need to get out of here before they get close!" Alexander hesitated, looking down at Victoria's pale, trembling frame. "But... she hasn't eaten." "Well, she didn't want to eat!" Eleanora hissed, wa
Alexander burst back through the heavy iron door just as Eleanora yanked the silver spoon from Victoria’s locked jaw, a dark streak of blood trickling from Victoria’s cracked lip onto the damp floor. "Get your hands off her!" Alexander shouted, his voice echoing off the cold cement as he shoved the two massive guards backward, breaking their crushing grip on Victoria’s hair and shoulders. Victoria slumped forward into her chains, gasping for air, her chest heaving violently as she spit the bitter taste of metallic soup onto Eleanora’s spotless white shoes. Her head pounded from the sudden rush of pregnancy-induced nausea, her hands trembling uncontrollably inside the steel cuffs. "Alexander, know your place!" Eleanora snapped, wiping her shoe with a linen handkerchief, her eyes flashing with cold disgust. "She needs to be fed. I will not have my grandchild starving in this basement because of your weak stomach." "I said get out!" Alexander growled, stepping directly between Eleano
In the high-tech command center in downtown New York, heavy screens covered every single wall. Maps flashed with bright red dots, satellite feeds zoomed in on dark ocean waters, and radios buzzed with non-stop emergency chatter. Kany stood right in front of the largest glass table, her hands resting flat against the cool surface as her sharp eyes scanned a pulsing signal on the screen. "I found her!" Kany shouted, her voice cutting straight through the noise in the room like a sharp knife. Vito rushed over, leaning right over Kany's shoulder, his breathing fast and tight. "Are you a hundred percent sure, Kany? How?" "It's the necklace," Kany replied, tapping the glass display where a blue beacon was flashing. "Victoria is still wearing that necklace Alexander gave her! I managed to hack into Alexander's private satellite frequency, and the embedded signal just pinged!" "Where is it pointing?" Vito asked, his eyes widening as the satellite map zoomed in. "Out in open waters," Kan
Deep beneath the dark, heavy rocks of the hidden island, sixty feet underground, the cold subterranean room smelled like damp cement, rust, and stale sea air. Victoria slowly opened her eyes. Her head hurt badly, a sharp, throbbing ache pulsing behind her temples as the high-potency sedative slowly loosened its grip on her brain. She tried to lift her hands to rub her face, but a harsh metal clink stopped her cold. Her wrists were locked tightly in heavy steel handcuffs, chained securely to the solid metal arms of a chair bolted straight into the concrete floor. "Look who is finally awake," a smooth, calm voice said, echoing off the bare walls. Victoria's head snapped up. Standing ten feet away under the dim, buzzing light of an overhead bulb was a woman in a neat white coat. Her dark hair was styled up without a single strand out of place, and her cold, icy eyes matched Victoria's own with terrifying precision. Standing right behind her right shoulder, his arms crossed over his
"We don't fucking know yet!" Kany screamed through her tears, throwing herself directly into Giordano's path as he turned to his car. Her arm was cradled tight against her ribs in a makeshift sling, but she pressed her palm hard against his chest. Giordano grunted, “Wrong answer.” He walked around Kany and headed towards his car. "Giordano! Calm the fuck down! Listen to me!" Kany yelled, her voice raw as she shoved her way past Bin, her arm cradled tight against her ribs in a makeshift sling. "Barging out right now without a proper plan is only going to get her killed! You going out there like an unhinged lunatic is going to endanger Victoria and your baby!" Giordano didn't flinch. His eyes, dark and hollow, slowly tracked over to Kany. "She is in Alexander's hands, Kany," Giordano said, his voice flat, stripped entirely of emotion. "You expect me to stand here and fucking wait?" "Yes! Because rushing in blindly means we lose her completely!" Kany barked back, stepping directly i
“...we’ve got news on your father’s death.”The cold night air outside Helms Cove hit Victoria like a slap. She didn't gasp or scream. She just stood there by the open door of her car, her silver-gray eyes fixing on Kany."Get in," Victoria said, her voice dropping to a flat, hard whisper.The mome
Friday night. 8:58 PM.The air outside Helms Cove was freezing. At exactly nine o'clock, Victoria stepped inside. Her crimson leather dress was sleek, simple, and fit like a second skin. She scanned the empty room until she spotted Giordano in a corner booth.He had a quiet, relaxed posture, comple
“…An EMP?” Giordano asked, his tone dropping instantly into a deadly serious register. “A localized pulse, or something bigger?”“An apex trigger,” Victoria drawled. She reached back, lazily accepting a thick, matte-black file from Kany before tossing it onto the scarred mahogany desk. “A device co
The sharp, rhythmic clinking of designer stiletto heels shattered the pristine silence of the DanTech corporate reception lobby. Victoria’s grand entry struck the room like a sudden drop in atmospheric pressure, instantly radiating an aura of absolute dominance that left the employees frozen in pla


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