로그인"Do you really think Renata will help you after everything you’ve put her through?" Chase asked coldly. "Never. Everything you’re experiencing today is just your karma catching up to you.""You wear that badge for a reason, to help civilians!" Natasha cried, her tone shifting into a frantic plea. "Please, don't send me back. Just call Renata once. Just let me talk to her!"Chase felt a flicker of conflict. He remembered ever since Natasha had entered Renata’s home as her stepsister, bringing nothing but abuse. There hadn't been a single instance where Natasha didn't leave Renata in tears."Stay here," Chase commanded, turning to leave.Before he could step away, Natasha lunged forward and grasped his hand. "Don't hand me over to Giovanni! Please!"Chase yanked his hand back as if her touch burned. "Don't use your filthy hands to touch me," he snapped. He stepped out of the room, pulling his phone from his pocket to make the call to Renata.The call connected and he waited for it to be
The taxi driver was hovering right behind her, raising his voice and demanding his fare, but Natasha didn't even turn around. She stood there, looking like she’d crawled out of a gutter in oversized scrubs, her eyes locked on Chase.The officer at the front desk was trying to grab her arm to pull her back, and the scene was drawing stares from everyone present there.“What’s going on here?” Chase asked, his voice cutting through the noise. His brows furrowed as he looked from the disheveled woman to the shouting driver."Captain, she just ran in here and—" the officer started, but Chase held up a hand to silence him.“First, give him the fare and escort him out,” Chase ordered, pointing at the taxi driver. He looked at the officer Natasha had been butting heads with. “Charge me for that.”The officer hesitated for a second, then nodded and led the grumbling driver toward the exit.Chase stepped closer, his eyes scanning Natasha from head to toe. She was pale, her hair was a mess, and
Natasha forced herself to stand under the freezing spray for as long as she could take it.Her skin turned pale, and she started shivering uncontrollably, her teeth chattering so hard it ached. Every few seconds, she’d hiss out a curse against Renata under her breath.In Natasha's mind, if it weren't for her, she wouldn't be stuck in this mess.By the time she finally stepped out, she was shaking violently, and her lips were turning blue. She looked like hell, which was exactly the point. If Giovanni wouldn't let her leave willingly, she’d make herself a problem he couldn't just ignore.It took everything she had to stop shivering long enough to dry off and pull on a fresh set of clothes. Her skin felt like ice, but she forced herself toward the door to call for the staff.“Is someone there?” she croaked. Her voice was hoarse, barely louder than a whisper. “He… Help me!”Natasha stumbled out into the hallway, her legs buckling as if she could barely hold her own weight.A guard caught
Chase sat in his office as he kept turning the pages of the file in front of him. He had read it multiple times, but he kept turning the pages anyway, looking for the one detail he might have missed."Captain, how long are you going to keep staring at that?" Ross, his junior, asked.Before Chase could respond, his subordinate reached across the desk and snatched the folder right out of his hands. Ross tossed it onto the massive pile of paperwork already towering on the edge of the desk."You’ve read those files over and over since we clocked in this morning," Ross said, leaning against the desk with a sigh. "Aren't you tired yet?""Ross," Chase said, his voice dropping as he glared up at him. The younger officer didn't flinch, but he did straighten his posture slightly under the weight of the look."Bring me a cup of coffee," Chase said in a flat, serious tone. He waved a hand toward the door, a silent dismissal that left no room for further discussion. "Black. And take your time with
"You are really…” Renata opened her mouth, but nothing came out. "I just don’t like to be startled like this!”“Oh, but you sure liked the kiss we just shared.” Domenico leaned closer, his chest nearly brushing her knees. "You didn't seem to mind a moment ago. In fact, you were pulling me closer."Renata opened her mouth to argue, but the sound of footsteps made her look toward it."Am I interrupting a private tasting?"Emilio sauntered into the kitchen, looking entirely amused.He walked straight to the sink, ignoring the heavy silence as he grabbed a glass and filled it with water."I just came in for a drink," Emilio said, leaning back against the counter and taking a slow sip. He glanced between Domenico’s dark expression and Renata’s flushed face. “Is the pudding that good, or is it just the person with you?”"Get out, Emilio," Domenico said, annoyingly."Why not?" Emilio chuckled, setting his glass down. He looked at Renata and pointed to the corner of his own mouth. "You missed
Natasha brandished the chef's knife, the blade trembling in her grip as she faced Giovanni and his line of guards. "I dare you to come closer! I won’t hesitate to take your life!"Her scream ripped through the expansive hall, raw and jagged. She pointed the steel toward them with a tight grip. "I can't live here anymore! I hate this place!" she shrieked, thick tears tracking down her flushed cheeks."Natasha, don't be a fool," Giovanni barked, his voice dropping into a lethal, low register. "You have no idea what I can do to your parents if you walk out that door.""I don't fucking care! You want to kill them? Then do it!" Natasha shouted, her voice cracking under the weight of her desperation. "But I will not stay here. I will not let you touch me!"Giovanni roared at his men, ordering them to disarm her. One of the guards pulled his sidearm and fired a shot into the air, the deafening crack echoing off the high ceilings of the hall. Natasha didn't flinch; instead, she pressed the co
The mansion felt unusually quiet the next morning, the heavy tension that usually followed Domenico having vanished with him. According to the staff, he had slipped out before dawn, leaving the estate under a rare truce."It’s peaceful when he’s not here," Renata murmured to herself. She checked her
Reneta really wanted to crack open Domenico’s head and see if he was even in his right mind. The audacity of his words made her blood boil as she rolled her eyes at him, refusing to let him see even a hint of fear on her face.“No thanks,” she said firmly as she took a step back, putting distance b
The phone had no signals. She couldn't even use the internet services. "So, they don't want me to use any online services," Renata murmured. She looked at the contact list and found only two numbers as Emilio mentioned."Why would I even call them?" she tsked and tossed the phone on the mattress.S
Renata was still seething over everything that had happened earlier. No matter what explanation Domenico might have had, the way he had treated her refused to leave her mind. The anger burned inside her chest, restless and sharp.Still, she forced herself to calm down—for the baby growing inside he







