LOGINI slept more than I stayed awake.The doctors explained that my body was still recovering from the prolonged effects of the sedatives, the dehydration, and the physical exhaustion I had endured during those endless days of captivity.Every time I woke up, Bradley was there.Sometimes he sat beside my bed, quietly reading through documents while one of his hands remained wrapped around mine.Sometimes he was standing near the window, speaking softly on the phone before immediately ending the conversation the moment he noticed I had opened my eyes.Other times, he simply watched me sleep.I never asked how long he had stayed because I already knew the answer, long enough to make the nurses whisper every time they entered the room and long enough that they no longer looked surprised whenever they found him sitting exactly where he had been hours before.But, he never complained or looked tired in front of me, even though the faint shadows beneath his eyes told me a different story.Three
**(go to Dwyne's Point of View)**Darkness slowly gave way to light.The first thing I became aware of was not the sound of machines or the faint scent of antiseptic lingering in the air, but it was the warmth. A gentle warmth wrapped around my hand.My fingers twitched instinctively, and I immediately felt another hand tighten around mine with incredible care, as though afraid I might disappear if he let go.My eyelids felt impossibly heavy, but I forced them open little by little.Everything around me was blurry at first; I just noticed a white ceiling, soft lighting and the quiet rhythm of medical equipment somewhere beside me.Then my vision slowly cleared and
The steel door slowly swung open.The underground chamber fell completely silent the moment I stepped inside.Benjamin Harrington sat restrained in the center of the room, his expensive suit now wrinkled and stained from the struggle during his capture. The confidence that had always defined him was gone, replaced by a face that had finally begun to understand the consequences of his decisions.Around the room, more than a dozen of my most trusted men stood without speaking.Richard. Marco. Gray and several captains who had fought beside me for years. None of them interrupted because none of them dared. The only sound came from the steady rhythm of a heart monitor beside the room, not because Benjamin deserved comfort but because I wanted him alive.A physician stood quietly nearby, his medical bag already open. He had been given only one instruction."Keep him alive."Nothing more and nothing less.Benjamin slowly lifted his head when he heard my footsteps approaching."So..." His vo
**(Bradley's Point of View)** The elevator doors slid open in complete silence.Richard followed one step behind me while Marco and Gray walked beside us despite the bandages still covering their wounds. Neither of them had fully recovered, but I knew better than to order them to stay behind.This was no longer just my battle.Benjamin Harrington had declared war against every person who stood beside me the moment he kidnapped Dwyne.Tonight, that war would end.As we crossed the underground parking garage, several black SUVs were already waiting with their engines running.More than fifty of my trusted men stood in disciplined formation.The moment they saw me, every conversation stopped, no one greeted me or spoke anything. They simply lowered their heads in silent respect because they knew where we were g
**(Bradley's Point of View)**The helicopter landed on the rooftop of the hospital just after midnight. Before the rotors had completely stopped spinning, the medical team was already waiting; Doctors, trauma surgeons and nurses. Every one of them had been called before we arrived, no delays, no paperwork and no questions.Only one priority, to save her.The cabin door opened, and I stepped out first, still carrying Dwyne carefully in my arms. She had not opened her eyes since the helicopter left the estate. Her breathing had become steadier because of the oxygen, but the unnatural paleness of her face made my chest tighten with every passing second.One of the doctors approached carefully."Mr. Castelano, we need to transfer her to the stretcher."I looked down at the woman sleeping against my chest. For a brief moment, I did not move. Then finally I nodded.As gently as if she were made of glass, I laid her on the waiting stretcher and the medical staff immediately surrounded her."
**(Bradley's Point of View)**The west wing of the estate had already fallen.One report after another came through my earpiece as my men continued clearing every corridor, every room, and every hidden passage Benjamin Harrington had prepared long before tonight."The underground garage is secure.""The second floor has been cleared.""Three suspects have been captured alive.""The tunnel has been sealed."None of it mattered for me now, only one report did."Miss Dwyne."That was all I wanted to hea
Ugh.. I’m so tired… My whole body hurts all over... No.. I loved my job.. I loved my job.. I loved my job… Ye
"Here," Louis handed me an envelope containing my wages for the day which I happily accepted,"Sure you don't want to come back to work with me? Just look how popular you are tonight." He added kindly. I laughed but shook my head, "If my tuition hasn't been paid maybe I'll stay, but for now just ca
I tried to hold back my emotions and smiled sweetly at the man in front of me, Benjamin, Gilbert along with the others around us looked surprised to see him recognize me, "Happy Birthday, it's free for you." I said casually then thrust a glass of Jagerbomb towards him.He laughed but drank it in on
Since then I never heard of or met the men in black suits again, Kate was right, they wouldn't bother me anymore.Even Richard came to the cafe whenever I was already home or just when I didn't have a shift at the time, as if to give me some distance.It's been a week since I returned to my life, o







