LOGINThe Truth That Breaks
Silence filled the boardroom.
Heavy.
Suffocating.
Every executive at the long glass table stared at Luca, who stood in the doorway.
The photograph lay in front of Damon.
Grainy.
Black and white.
But clear.
Luca Romano.
Outside Damon’s penthouse.
Holding a gun.
Three days before he was hired.
Damon’s voice was dangerously calm.
“Care to explain?”
Luca didn’t move.
He didn’t look at the board.
His eyes stayed locked on Damon.
This was the moment he had tried to avoid from the start.
The moment when Damon would finally see the truth.
And hate him for it.
One of the board members cleared his throat.
“Mr. Romano, you were asked a question.”
Still Luca didn’t speak.
Matteo leaned back in his chair, watching with quiet interest.
Damon tapped the photo against the table.
“Luca.”
That one word carried warning.
Demand.
And something else.
Hurt.
Finally, Luca stepped forward.
Slowly.
The room felt colder with each step he took.
“I can explain,” he said quietly.
“Good,” Damon replied.
“Because right now, it looks like you were stalking me.”
Luca stopped at the end of the table.
“I was.”
The words fell heavily.
Murmurs spread across the room.
Damon didn’t react right away.
He simply stared at Luca.
Waiting.
Hoping.
But Luca didn’t look away.
“Yes,” Luca repeated.
“I was watching you.”
The chairman leaned forward sharply.
“For what purpose?”
Luca didn’t answer him.
Instead, he kept his eyes on Damon.
Damon was the only person whose reaction mattered.
“Why?” Damon asked.
The word came out rough.
Luca exhaled slowly.
There was no way to soften what came next.
“I was hired.”
The boardroom fell silent again.
Damon’s jaw tightened.
“Hired by who?”
“I don’t know.”
The chairman scoffed.
“That’s ridiculous.”
“It’s the truth.”
Damon leaned forward slightly.
“To do what?”
Luca hesitated.
Just for a second.
But that second was enough.
Damon’s eyes darkened.
“Say it.”
Luca forced the words out.
“To kill you.”
The air left the room.
Several board members stood up immediately.
One woman gasped loudly.
“Security!” someone shouted.
But Damon raised a hand.
And the room froze again.
His eyes never left Luca.
“You’re saying…”
Damon’s voice sounded hollow now.
“…you were hired to assassinate me.”
“Yes.”
The word echoed like a shot.
Damon laughed softly, but there was no humor in the sound.
“That’s funny.”
No one spoke.
“Because instead…”
Damon’s voice hardened.
“…I hired you.”
Luca nodded once.
“Yes.”
“And you accepted.”
“Yes.”
The tension between them felt unbearable.
Damon stood slowly.
His chair scraped against the floor.
“So let me understand this.”
He picked up the photograph again.
“You were outside my home with a gun.”
“Yes.”
“You were planning to kill me.”
“Yes.”
“And then you took a job protecting me.”
“Yes.”
Damon’s voice cracked with anger.
“Why?”
Luca hesitated.
The real answer was complicated.
But Damon deserved the truth.
“Because once I started watching you…”
He paused.
“…things didn’t make sense.”
The board members exchanged confused looks.
“What things?” Damon demanded.
“The threats against you.”
“The media attacks.”
“The pressure on the company.”
Luca’s gaze sharpened.
“Someone was creating a situation where your death would look natural.”
Damon frowned.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean whoever hired me wanted your death to seem like the result of stress, scandal, or suicide.”
The room stirred uneasily.
Luca continued.
“But when I looked deeper, I realized something else.”
“What?”
“You weren’t the real target.”
Damon’s eyes narrowed.
“Then who was?”
Luca didn’t answer immediately.
He glanced briefly at Matteo.
Just for a moment.
But Matteo noticed.
And his smile faded slightly.
Damon saw the glance too.
His gaze sharpened.
“You think this is connected to my mother’s death.”
“Yes.”
The room went silent again.
The chairman shook his head.
“This is outrageous speculation.”
“No,” Luca said calmly.
“It’s a pattern.”
Damon folded his arms.
“Then why didn’t you tell me?”
Luca looked at him.
“Would you have believed me?”
The question hung in the air.
Damon didn’t answer.
Because the truth was clear.
No.
He wouldn’t have.
Matteo finally spoke again.
His tone calm.
Measured.
“Damon… even if Luca’s story is true, the situation is unacceptable.”
Damon looked at him.
“How so?”
Matteo gestured toward Luca.
“This man admitted he was hired to kill you.”
“Yes.”
“And you’re still allowing him near you.”
Damon’s gaze returned to Luca.
“Did you ever intend to finish the job?”
Luca shook his head.
“No.”
“How can I trust that?”
Luca didn’t hesitate this time.
“Because you’re still alive.”
The blunt answer stunned the room.
Damon studied him carefully.
“You had multiple opportunities.”
“Yes.”
“And you didn’t take them.”
“No.”
“Why?”
Luca’s voice softened.
“Because somewhere along the way…”
He stopped.
Damon waited.
“…you stopped being a target.”
The room held its breath.
Damon’s chest tightened.
“What did I become?”
Luca met his gaze fully.
“Someone I refused to lose.”
The words hung heavy in the air.
But before Damon could respond
The chairman slammed his hand on the table.
“This is unacceptable!”
All eyes turned toward him.
“The board cannot allow a confessed assassin to remain beside the CEO of this company.”
Matteo nodded slowly.
“I agree.”
Damon’s head snapped toward him.
Matteo’s expression looked regretful.
“Damon… for the sake of the company…”
He paused.
“…you may need to step down temporarily.”
The words hit like a hammer.
“What?”
Matteo sighed.
“Just until the investigation clears everything.”
The board members began murmuring in agreement.
Damon suddenly understood.
This wasn’t about Luca.
This was about removing him.
His eyes narrowed.
“You planned this.”
Matteo looked genuinely hurt.
“That’s unfair.”
Damon stood abruptly.
“You leaked those photos.”
“Damon”
“You set this whole thing up!”
The room erupted into arguments.
But Damon wasn’t listening anymore.
His mind was racing.
Because suddenly everything made sense.
The media attacks.
The board pressure.
The assassin contract.
Someone had been orchestrating this from the start.
And the only person who always seemed one step ahead…
Was Matteo.
Damon turned slowly toward Luca.
“Tell me something honestly.”
Luca nodded.
“Who hired you?”
“I don’t know.”
“But you spoke to someone.”
“Yes.”
“What was his name?”
Luca hesitated.
“Adrian.”
Damon froze.
He knew that name.
Very well.
Adrian Kessler.
The man who had handled Moreau Holdings’ private security contracts for years.
Which meant the person who hired Luca…
Had access to Damon’s inner circle.
Damon looked slowly across the table.
His gaze landed on Matteo.
Who was watching him with quiet interest.
And suddenly Damon realized something scary.
The enemy had never been outside his company.
He had been sitting at the same table the entire time.
Chapter 103The worst part?Neither was anyone else.Because the second Damon placed his hand behind Luca's chairThe entire room noticed.Every.Single.Person.Adrian noticed.Nova noticed.Seraphine noticed.Mira nearly dropped her drink.Cassian looked moments away from ascending into a higher plane of existence from pure entertainment.And LucaLuca definitely noticed.A faint tension appeared in his shoulders.Not discomfort.Awareness.Dangerous awareness.Adrian looked between them.Then slowly smiled.Ah.That kind of smile.The kind that said:I understand what's happening here.Damon immediately disliked him more.Which was impressive.Because he already disliked him a lot."So," Adrian said casually.Looking directly at Damon."How long have you two been together?"Silence.Catastrophic silence.The room froze.Someone in the corner actually choked.Cassian.Obviously.Luca blinked.Damon stared.Adrian frowned."What?"Nova covered her face."Oh my God."Seraphine immedia
Chapter 102Damon was running out of excuses.At first, he blamed stress.Then survival instincts.Then trauma.Then proximity.Now?Now he was simply lying to himself.Because there was only one reason his attention kept finding Luca.Only one reason his eyes searched every room until they landed on him.Only one reason jealousy burned every time someone else occupied Luca's time.And Damon was getting tired of pretending otherwise.The problem was Admitting it made everything real.And real things could be lost.That thought lingered with him throughout the next few days.The safehouse became strangely routine.Morning briefings.Research.Planning.Training.Normality.Or whatever passed for normal among a group of deeply damaged survivors.Unfortunately, routine also meant Damon and Luca spent more time together.Which helped absolutely no one.Especially Damon.The training area behind the safehouse had once been part of an old vineyard.Now it served as a makeshift practice fie
Chapter 101The mission file stayed hidden.Locked away.Buried beneath years of guilt and fear.But secrets had a way of breathing.Waiting.Patiently.Luca knew that better than anyone.Which was why every time Damon smiled at himEvery time Damon stood too closeEvery time Damon looked at him like he was something worth protectingThe guilt became harder to ignore.Because Damon didn't know.And Luca didn't know how to tell him.Or if he ever could.The next morning brought another briefing.Unfortunately.Because briefings meant people.And people meant Nova.Which meant Damon spent most of the meeting in a bad mood.A fact everyone noticed.Especially Cassian."You're pouting.""I'm not.""You absolutely are."Damon glared at him.Cassian looked delighted.Across the table, Nova casually stole a grape from Luca's plate.Damon's eye twitched.Immediately.Instantly.Luca noticed.Again.The tiny smile returned.Again.Traitor.Absolute traitor.Nova looked between them.Then grinn
Chapter 100He was jealous because he didn't want anyone else's.The realization should have alarmed Damon.InsteadIt settled into his chest with terrifying certainty.And that was somehow worse.The next morning began with shouting.Not unusual.What was unusual was that the shouting came from the roof.Again."WHY ARE YOU UP THERE?"Seraphine yelled from the yard.Cassian sat on the edge of the safehouse roof eating an apple."Fresh air.""YOU HAVE INTERNAL STITCHES.""They're internal.""That doesn't help!""It helps me."Damon stepped outside with a cup of coffee.Luca appeared beside him seconds later.Neither acknowledged the fact that they'd left the house at exactly the same time.Cassian immediately noticed.Of course he did.The recovering menace pointed his apple at them."There they are."Damon sighed."No.""Yes.""No."Luca looked toward the horizon.Pretending not to hear.Coward.A vehicle engine sounded from the road below.Everyone froze instantly.Instinct taking o
Chapter 99Someone Damon was beginning to think of as his.The realization followed him for the rest of the night.Like a shadow.Like a threat.Like a promise.And Damon hated it.Mostly because he didn't hate it enough.The dinner disaster eventually ended after Mira received approximately six conflicting explanations of what jealousy meant.None of them helpful.Especially Cassian's."Imagine someone stealing your favorite blanket.""That's not what jealousy is.""It absolutely is.""No.""Emotionally speaking, yes."Seraphine had eventually thrown a bread roll at him.Which improved nothing.Now the house was quiet.Mostly.Cassian was still arguing with Hale somewhere upstairs.Nobody knew why.Not even Hale.Damon stepped onto the back porch hoping for peace.Instead he found Luca already there.Of course.Luca sat on the wooden railing overlooking the dark vineyards.Moonlight silvered his hair.The night breeze shifted softly around him.And for one dangerous momentDamon simp
Chapter 98Luca didn’t want the moment to end.Which was exactly why it did.Because the universe clearly enjoyed tormenting him.“ARE THEY FINALLY KISSING?”Cassian’s voice echoed from somewhere inside the safehouse.A crash followed.Then Seraphine shouted:“GET BACK IN BED!”“TYRANNY!”“YOU HAVE THREE STITCHES LEFT HOLDING YOU TOGETHER!”“THAT SOUNDS LIKE A YOU PROBLEM!”Luca closed his eyes.Damon laughed beside him.And that laughThat stupid, warm laughMade Luca forget every terrible thing for half a second.Dangerous.Very dangerous.The next morning was worse.Because now Luca was aware of Damon.Painfully aware.Every glance.Every smile.Every time Damon stood too close.It was unbearable.The safehouse kitchen wasn’t particularly large.Yet somehow Damon always ended up beside him.Reaching over his shoulder.Brushing past him.Occupying entirely too much space.Luca was beginning to suspect it was intentional.“Coffee?”Damon asked.Luca accepted the mug.Their fingers br







