Mag-log inThird Person POVThe convoy reached the private lakeside property just before noon. The moment the cars stopped, Elena and Lila stepped out first, their excitement bubbling over like excited children. “Wow…” Elena breathed, looking around with wide eyes. The place was perfect — a beautiful two-story wooden villa nestled among tall trees, a lush green garden full of flowers and soft grass leading down to a sparkling private lake. To the side was a small but elegant swimming pool with turquoise water glistening under the sun. The air smelled fresh, of pine and water, with complete silence except for birds chirping. Lila squealed softly and grabbed Elena’s hand. “This is heaven!” Both girls kicked off their shoes and ran barefoot into the garden like bunnies, laughing freely. Lila twirled in the grass while Elena chased her playfully. Enzo and Adrian stood near the cars, watching them with soft, amused smiles. For the first time in weeks, the girls looked truly carefree. “Fi
Third Person POVThe study was filled with the quiet hum of laptops and the occasional clink of coffee cups. Enzo and Adrian had been working since early morning, going through the latest reports on Sofia’s rapidly weakening position. Papers and tablets were spread across the large wooden table. Despite the progress they were making, both men looked tired.Adrian leaned back in his chair, rubbing his eyes. “She’s getting quieter. Too quiet. That usually means she’s planning something bigger.”Enzo nodded, his expression dark. “My sources say she’s been meeting some low-level guys from the east side. We should keep a close eye on her for the next few days.”Before they could continue, the door opened softly. Elena and Lila walked in carrying trays with fresh coffee and snacks. Both women looked more relaxed than they had in days.Elena placed the tray down and smiled. “You two have been locked in here for hours. We brought reinforcements.”Lila set a cup in front of Enzo, her fingers
Third Person POVTwo days after the aggressive crackdown on Sofia’s crumbling empire, the mansion had fallen into an uneasy calm. Enzo and Adrian’s strategy was working — her financial resources were drying up, her allies were abandoning her one by one, and her once-feared influence was rapidly shrinking. But desperation makes monsters even more dangerous.It was a quiet afternoon when the intercom buzzed.“Miss Lila, there’s a woman at the main gate. She says her name is Sofia. She’s alone, unarmed, and… she’s begging to speak with you. She looks completely broken.”The entire house went on high alert.Enzo appeared within seconds, his face dark with fury. “Do not let her inside.”Adrian was right behind him, gun already in hand. Elena stood protectively beside Lila.But Sofia’s voice crackled through the speaker — raw, trembling, and full of pain.“Lila… please. Just five minutes. I know I don’t deserve even that, but I’m begging you. I’ve lost everything. I was so wrong… please.”
Enzo’s POVThree days had passed since the break-in.Three days of staying close to Lila, watching her slowly regain some sense of safety while still jumping at small sounds. Three days of seeing the scars on my back every time I changed bandages — a constant reminder of how low I had fallen for her. But also three days of cold, calculated planning with Adrian.We were done reacting.Now, we were hunting.I stood in the secure underground office beneath my penthouse, staring at multiple screens. Adrian sat across from me, sleeves rolled up, looking every bit the ruthless Don he was. Between us was a detailed map of Sofia’s empire — or what was left of it.“She’s getting desperate,” I said, tapping a report. “Our sources say she threw a glass at one of her men yesterday because he failed to get any information about Lila’s movements.”Adrian smirked coldly. “Good. Let her unravel. Step one is already working. We froze three of her major accounts this morning through offshore pressure.
Third Person POVThe first rays of sunlight filtered through the heavy curtains of Lila’s mansion. No one had left the house the previous night. Lila was too shaken after the break-in, and neither Adrian nor Enzo was willing to leave their women unprotected. The entire group had stayed together — a rare but necessary decision in their dangerous world.Lila had barely slept. Every small sound made her flinch. Enzo had stayed by her side the whole night, sitting in a chair near her bed while she tossed and turned. Adrian and Elena had taken the guest room right next door.---Lila woke up to the faint smell of coffee and breakfast. She sat up slowly, her body still heavy with exhaustion. Her eyes immediately searched for Enzo. He was already awake, sitting on the couch near the window, watching her with quiet intensity.“You didn’t sleep,” she said softly, her voice still hoarse from crying last night.“I couldn’t,” Enzo replied, standing up and walking over to her. He gently brushed
Lila’s POVMy hands wouldn’t stop trembling.Enzo stood shirtless before me, breathing heavily. The fresh slash on his back was still bleeding, but it was the older marks — the dozens of raw, crisscrossing whip scars spread across his entire back — that made my stomach twist violently.I felt like the ground had been pulled from beneath my feet.“Enzo…” My voice came out as a broken whisper. Tears burned my eyes as I stepped closer. “What… what have you done?”He tried to turn away, but I caught his arm. My fingertips hovered over one particularly angry red line, afraid to touch, afraid it would hurt him more.“These aren’t from tonight’s fight,” I said, my throat closing up. “You… you did this to yourself, didn’t you?”Enzo remained silent for a long moment before letting out a heavy, exhausted sigh.“Yes,” he admitted quietly. “After you asked for space… the guilt was destroying me from the inside. Every night I saw your face from that night — the betrayal in your eyes. I couldn’t
Adrian's POV I bolted from the study like a man on fire with my heart hammering against my ribs as that faint sob cut through the penthouse silence sharper than any blade. Every muscle in my body coiled tight because I was expecting the worst after Marcus's intel on Viktor but as I shoved the
Elena's POVSunlight poured through the penthouse windows like liquid gold, waking me tangled in sheets that still carried Adrian's scent. His arm draped heavy and possessive over my waist as he stirred beside me, pressing a lazy kiss to my shoulder that sent warm ripples through my skin. "Mornin
Adrian's POV The elevator doors hissed shut behind us, sealing out Alex's pathetic snarls. And the echo of his heels scraping concrete as Marco hauled him off into the night. But that fucker's wild eyes and slimy desperation clung to my skull like tar. How dare he slink back into Elena's
Adrian's POV Her shallow breathing against my chest suddenly hitched sharp cutting through my dark thoughts as a woman's piercing scream and I knew exactly who it belonged to. It was Victoria Alex's mother my stepmother the cunning viper who'd slithered into our lives when Father married her when







