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Zena's POV
I blinked profusely as I struggled to keep my sleepy eyes open, the incessant blare of my alarm piercing through the haze of morning drowsiness. With a heavy groan, I reached out, blindly searching for my phone in the dim light of dawn, desperate to silence the relentless noise that shattered the tranquillity of my room.
"Zena!" The sharp call of my name jolted me upright, a surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins as I scanned the room for signs of danger. Yet, all I found was Kelly, my ever-energetic roommate, standing in the doorway with a mischievous grin plastered across her face.
"What's wrong? Is everything okay?" I asked, my voice tinged with concern as I searched her expression for any hint of distress.
Kelly chuckled, her amusement evident as she leaned against the door frame with casual disregard. "Oh, nothing's wrong. I just love seeing you like this," she replied, her tone laced with playful teasing.
Relief flooded through me as I realized there was no imminent threat, only Kelly's usual antics. Rolling my eyes, I flopped back onto the bed, the remnants of adrenaline slowly dissipating as I succumbed to the pull of exhaustion.
"Not today, Satan," I muttered under my breath, my words muffled by the soft fabric of my pillow as I closed my eyes in a futile attempt to block out the world.
But even in the darkness behind my eyelids, I could still hear the insistent beep of my alarm, a relentless reminder of the responsibilities awaiting me beyond the comfort of my bed. With a resigned sigh, I pushed myself upright once more, determined to face the day head-on, no matter how much I longed for just a few more moments of peace.
"Don't you think it's time to get up?" Kelly's voice cut through the silence, her tone tinged with exasperation as she eyed me with a mixture of amusement and annoyance.
I groaned in response, the weight of fatigue pressing down on me like a leaden blanket. "I'm the police chief now, don't I deserve a bit of extra shut-eye?" I grumbled, rubbing my eyes wearily as I attempted to stave off the encroaching exhaustion.
Kelly arched an eyebrow, her expression a playful blend of scepticism and amusement. "Just because you're Chief now doesn't mean you can afford to be late for work," she retorted, her tone laced with gentle reproach.
I knew she was right, of course. As much as I hated to admit it, my new position came with a heightened sense of responsibility, one that left little room for indulgence or procrastination. With a resigned sigh, I pushed myself out of bed, steeling myself for the day ahead.
"Fine, you win," I conceded defeat, shooting Kelly a half-hearted glare as I dragged myself towards the bathroom.
"Of course, I'm always right," Kelly quipped, a smug grin playing across her lips as she followed me out of the room.
Despite her teasing demeanour, I knew Kelly had my best interests at heart. Ever since I'd moved here six years ago, she'd been my closest friend and confidante, a constant source of support and companionship in a city that often felt overwhelming and lonely.
As I stepped into the shower, the warm water cascading over my skin, I couldn't help but reflect on the journey that had brought me here. Leaving my sister behind had been one of the hardest decisions of my life, yet somehow, I'd managed to carve out a place for myself in this unfamiliar city, thanks in no small part to Kelly's unwavering friendship.
By the time I emerged from the bathroom, I got dressed, Kelly had already laid out breakfast on the kitchen table, a small but thoughtful gesture that warmed my heart.
"Thanks, Kel," I murmured, sinking into a chair with a grateful sigh as I reached for a steaming cup of coffee.
Kelly waved off my thanks with a dismissive flick of her wrist. "Don't mention it. Now eat up, you've got a big day ahead of you," she replied, her voice laced with genuine concern.
I nodded in agreement, the weight of responsibility settling on my shoulders again. As I shovelled food into my mouth with uncharacteristic haste, I couldn't help but wonder what the day would bring.
After hastily finishing my breakfast, I grabbed my bag and headed towards the door, Kelly trailing behind me with a playful smirk on her lips.
"Aren't you going to work?" I asked, puzzled by her lack of urgency.
"Nah, not feeling it today. Plus, my dad won't even notice I'm gone," Kelly replied casually, a hint of bitterness creeping into her voice.
I hesitated, torn between the desire to linger and the knowledge that I couldn't afford to be late. "You sure you don't want to go in today? It might do you good," I suggested, hoping to persuade her otherwise.
Kelly shrugged, a wistful smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Maybe next time. Now go on, before you're late," she urged, giving me a gentle push towards the door.
With a final glance over my shoulder, I reluctantly stepped out into the hallway, the weight of Kelly's unspoken worries lingering in the air long after I'd gone.
As I made my way to the station, my thoughts turned to Noah, my boyfriend. With a glance at my phone, I dialled his number, eager to hear his voice and share the details of my morning.
"Hey, sweetheart," I greeted him as he picked up, a surge of warmth flooding through me at the sound of his familiar voice.
"Hey, I was just about to call you. Missed you. How was your night?" Noah asked, his concern palpable even through the static of the phone line.
"Slept like a baby, perks of being the boss," I replied with a chuckle.
"You earned it, babe. You've worked hard for this," Noah reassured me, his words a soothing balm to my frayed nerves.
Before long, Noah suggested we celebrate with dinner, an idea I eagerly accepted. As we made plans, I couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude for the life I'd built here, surrounded by people who cared for me and supported me unconditionally.
"It's been six years since I moved here," I reflected, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips. "And despite the challenges, I wouldn't change a thing."
As I ended the call with Noah and pulled into the station's parking lot, a sense of contentment washed over me. Despite the inevitable challenges that lay ahead, I knew that with Kelly and Noah's unwavering support, I could face whatever the day threw at me. As I stepped out of the car and headed towards the bustling precinct, I couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation for the adventures that awaited me.
Zena's POVMy eyes peeled open slowly, wincing against the light bleeding through the windows. Everything was moving. I was in a car.I tried to piece together what had happened, but my thoughts were slippery, fragmented. Leonardo. I had seen Leonardo again. That much I knew.I attempted to shift in my seat and immediately regretted it. A sharp pain exploded through my skull and drove me back against the headrest. I pressed my eyes shut, breathing through it.This is bad.When I tried to move again, I felt the resistance. My wrists were bound.Adrenaline hit me like cold water."What the hell is going on?" I snapped, jerking upright despite the pain. "Where are you taking me?"One of the two figures in the front seat turned around. Leonardo.A traitorous flicker of relief moved through my chest before I shut it down. Relief was the last thing I should be feeling right now. I had a mission. A carefully constructed, months-in-the-making mission, and he was unravelling it thread by thread
Zena's POVI froze in shock as the strange man in a mask said my name. I was confused. No one here knew my real name, so how was this even possible? As a cop on an undercover mission, I knew this was bad for me, having someone who knew my real name."Who the hell are you?" I screamed as I forcefully freed myself from his grip.The man in the mask did not say a word. He just kept looking at me with those compelling eyes of his as he moved closer."Don't come close," I yelled, picking up a stick from a broken table and threatening to hit him."Zena," the man said again, his familiar voice laced with confusion and surprise."How do you know my name? No one knows my name here," I asked, trying my best not to show fear.A smile crept across the stranger's face as he stepped back and removed the mask. My heart stopped when I saw who was staring at me."Leonardo Conti?""Oh Zena, you are still the spitfire I remember," he said, and I was beyond confused."How... why?" I mumbled, unable to for
Leo’s POV“Do I hear twenty for this ravishing beauty?” the auctioneer called.Silence followed.“Ten thousand, going once… going twice…”That was my bid.The gavel hovered, seconds from sealing my win, when a voice cut through the room.“Twenty thousand.”I turned sharply. Hugo.The smug bastard leaned back in his chair like this was a game.“Do I hear twenty-five?” the auctioneer asked, excitement rising.Heat crawled up my neck. I didn’t know why Hugo was interfering, but I wasn’t about to lose.“Forty thousand,” I said.The crowd murmured.“Do I hear fifty?”“One hundred thousand,” Hugo replied lazily.My jaw tightened. He was doing this on purpose.“Three hundred thousand,” I snapped before the auctioneer could even breathe.Hugo smirked at me.“Four hundred thousand for that lovely lady.”“Five hundred thousand.”I barely heard myself anymore. All I could think about was the woman in the blue mask. Something about her had pulled my attention the moment she stepped onto the stage.
Leo’s POVPeople said time healed everything.They lied.Time didn’t heal anything. It simply taught you how to hide the damage better. The scars stayed. They just stopped bleeding where others could see.My sister’s death never left me. Some mornings, I felt her absence before I even opened my eyes, like an invisible weight pressing down on my chest. Losing her had broken something inside me that never fully came back together.And no matter how hard I tried to bury it, my anger always found one destination.Lucas.My brother brought love into a world that only understood power and violence. That love brought chaos. Chaos brought loss. And in the end, we buried our sister.He was supposed to protect us. He was the head of the family. The one who carried responsibility on his shoulders.He failed.I left soon after. Staying would have destroyed what little remained of me.Years passed.I built a new life in another city, far away from my brothers and the ghosts attached to them. I star
Zena’s POVIt felt like I was losing my mind.Everything had unravelled so quickly that I could barely remember where the plan had gone wrong. One moment, I thought I was in control; the next, everything was chaos. This wasn’t what I had prepared for. An innocent girl wasn’t supposed to suffer because of me. Rana wasn’t supposed to be taken.But she was.And now Ceila had no way of finding me.That thought clawed at my chest until breathing felt heavy. If Ceila couldn’t find me, then she couldn’t save Rana. She couldn’t save any of us.Around me, the room was quiet except for soft breathing and occasional whimpers. The other girls lay scattered across the floor, wrapped in exhaustion. Some slept restlessly, their brows pinched in fear even in their dreams. Others stared blankly into the darkness, too tired to cry anymore.Sleep refused to come to me.My mind kept racing, jumping from one impossible idea to another. Escape routes. Weak points. Chances. Every thought hit a dead end befor
Zena's POVForcing my mind not to think about you know who, that was when Noah and his sister walked out of her room.'' Babe, Kelly has something to say to you,'' Noah let out as I drifted my attention to my friend.'' I don't want you to die, but I have to acknowledge that it is your job, even though I do not know why you have such a dangerous job, you are no jame bond,'' Kelly let out and I couldn't help but laugh.''Don't laugh, I am serious,'' Kelly said, rolling her eyes.'' I am sorry, keep talking,'' I let out as I urged her to keep talking.'' Anyways, I know I can't do anything to stop you from going on that mission, but you have to promise me that you will not die, and you will come back and marry my brother because I am going to plan the wedding of the century for you both,'' Kelly said and I smiled.'' Of course, I promise, I will come back. You are both my family, I can't live without you two,'' I answered as I stood up, hugging her.'' Pinke promise,'' Kelly let out and
Zena’s POVKelly and Noah stared at me, their expressions a mix of shock and disbelief. I could almost feel the questions racing through their minds, the fear and worry hidden behind their composed faces.“What do you mean?” Kelly asked finally, her voice sharp with concern.“I am a cop. It is kind
Zena’s POVWalking into my apartment, I was immediately met with the smiling face of my fiancé, Noah.I froze, startled. He had not told me he was coming over.“Hi, baby,” I muttered as he stepped closer and wrapped me in a warm hug.“Hi, you. I missed you,” he whispered, pressing his lips to mine.







