เข้าสู่ระบบRaina turned her attention from Maxton to the woman standing by the window. Bailey’s posture was stiff, her hands hanging loosely at her sides, but her eyes were sharp as she looked at Raina.She knew he wasn't doing this because he thought she was weak, but because he was worried she might get hurt. She was an underground boxing champion and she will easily be able to protect herself if the situation arises. But if a bodyguard meant Maxton could worry less about her and keep his mind at peace, then she would accept it."Bailey," Raina said, her voice warm but firm. She stood up and walked toward the woman, extending a hand. "I’m Raina… Please, don't feel like you have to be so formal…We’re all on the same team here."Bailey took the hand, her grip surprisingly strong, but her eyes remained cold and unreadable. She gave a short, stiff nod. "I understand, Mrs. Retroferd. I’m just here to do my job."Raina frowned slightly at the distance in Bailey’s tone. It was clear this woman didn'
The month had been a strange, suffocating kind of quiet. Since that night at the hospital, Evan seems to have vanished completely. He wasn't at his villa, he wasn't at the clubs, and he wasn't making any waves in the city's underground. It was as if he had evaporated into thin air, since that night. But for Maxton, the silence was worse than the noise. He knew Evan better than anyone; he knew that the longer the snake stayed hidden, the more venom he was building up for the strike. Maxton lived with his phone within reach, his men on high alert, and his mind constantly mapping out every possible attack.Inside the sprawling Retroferd estate, life had shifted. Raina had moved her things into Maxton’s master suite. It was a big step, one that solidified their alliance not just as husband and wife, but as partners in every sense of the word.The morning sun crept through the heavy velvet curtains of the master bedroom. Maxton stood by the window for a long moment, watching the morning f
The drive back to the Retroferd estate was a blur of silence. Maxton’s mind was still replaying Michael’s earlier warning. ‘One day you will have no choice but to kill Evan yourself.’ The words felt like a heavy stone sitting in his stomach. He had thought all of these could be avoided and history wouldn't repeat itself, but the hearts of humans can't be fully understood.He thought raising Evan and providing him with everything he needed would make him live peacefully without embracing the darkness in his blood. But he was his father's son after all and Maxton knew it since he found out about Evan's hatred towards him.When he finally arrived at the estate, hepushed open the heavy doors of his private villa, before the guards could open it. The house was dark, except from the soft, amber glow of a single lamp in the sitting room. Raina was standing by the window, her silhouette framed by the moonlight. She looked smaller than usual, probably everything that was happening lately h
The air in the hospital corridor was so heavy it felt like stone. Evan stood his ground, the gun still gripped in his hand, but he didn't look afraid. He looked bored, as if he were at a boring business meeting instead of being trapped by two of the most dangerous men in the city. He turned his head slightly, seeing Maxton and Xander blocking the only exit. A slow, mocking smile stretched across his face."Uncle," Evan said, his tone light and playful. "Welcome to the party. I was just telling Michael how things are going to change around here."Evan looked back at Michael, who sat in his wheelchair with his fists clenched. Evan didn't care that he was surrounded. He tucked his gun away, acting like he owned the building.Maxton moved forward slowly. His eyes were like dark, frozen lakes. "Don't be a fool, Evan. Put the weapon down. You are making a mistake you won't be able to fix."Evan laughed, a sharp, ugly sound. "You always say that, Uncle. You’ve been saying that since I was a
“Evan, you are still just a little boy that hasn't matured” Michael said with a calm voice.Evan remained quiet and his expression showed that he was definitely caught off guard but he was also unusually calm.“It seems like you really outsmarted me…or die you, Don Valente?” Evan asked with a slow smile.Then suddenly a low click was heard and Michael felt the cold metal of a gun against the side of his head. He looked up and saw a blonde man with a scar on his face."Did you really think it would be that easy, Don Valente?" Evan whispered, his voice dripping with arrogance. "You've always underestimated me. You still see me as that little boy you used to push around whenever you came to the Retroferd estate, don't you?"Michael's expression remained calm as he felt the barrel of the gun press harder against his head. In one swift motion, Evan stepped around him and Gerald couldn't do anything but lower his gun. Michael looked up to see Evan smiling down at him and his smug look on
The hospital hallway was deathly quiet. The only sound was the steady, rhythmic beep-beep coming from inside the Intensive Care Unit. Lorenzo was alive, but he was deep in a coma. The doctors said they had done everything they could, but now it was up to his own body to decide if he would ever wake up.Michael Valente sat in his wheelchair just a few feet from the glass door. His face was like a block of ice. He didn’t blink. He just stared at his son through the window, watching the machines breathe for him. Gerald stood behind him, his head bowed, his hands folded neatly in front of him. Gerald felt sick. He had been the one on guard, and he had failed.Michael finally turned his chair, his eyes dark and empty. "Gerald," he said, his voice quiet but sharp. "How did Evan know we were watching him? How did he know we were close enough to be a threat?"Gerald stepped forward, his shoulders slumped. "I’ve thought about it all night, sir. I’m almost certain that I was the real target. E
Raina felt her heart hammering against her ribs, the rhythm was so fast that it actually started to hurt. Her skin was still burning red from what she had seen in the garden. Seeing Carlos and Pascal, two handsome and fit men, kissing with that kind of hunger had left her brain in a complete scram
It has been a month since the funeral and Selene's drama. The Martinez family suddenly declared bankruptcy and vanished from City M the next day.Raina was still trying to wrap her head around how things have changed and she was also thankful that she didn't have to hide or live in constant fear an
Selene kept murmuring the same sentence over and over again, like a broken recorder.She was just standing there in the middle of the funeral ground with her mouth moving slightly and the question kept cycling through her head on repeat because she couldn't get past it no matter how hard she tried.
Carlos's words caused another wave of gasps and murmuring.“Are my ears playing tricks on me?”“She is framing Don Retroferd?”The guests were murmuring in shock and Carlos's words were even more shocking than Selene's pregnancy announcement.After the initial shock and exclamations, the place fell







