FAZER LOGINRoselyn POV Morning didnât feel like morning. It felt like something unfinished. The penthouse was too quiet in a way that wasnât peacefulâjust controlled silence, like the world outside had temporarily agreed not to interrupt what was happening inside. Dominic stood near the glass wall, one hand in his pocket, the other resting on a glass of water he hadnât touched. He hadnât slept. Not really. It showed in the stillness of his posture. Not exhaustion in the ordinary senseâbut distance. Like part of him was already somewhere else. On the table behind him, multiple screens still displayed fragments of last nightâs collapse: media coverage of Vale Industries, Stephenâs takeover announcement, financial analysts trying to make sense of a shift no one fully understood yet. But Dominic wasnât watching those. His focus was elsewhere. On something older. Something buried. I stepped closer. âDominic.â He didnât turn immediately. âIâm fine,â he said, but his voice didnât match
Roselyn POV ââŠStephen Vale just took control of the company.â The words echoed through the gallery like a gunshot. For one secondâ Everything stopped. The air. The tension. Even Dominic beside me through the earpiece went silent. Thenâ âHow?â Dominicâs voice came low and deadly. Bryan answered immediately. âEmergency board session.â A pause. âTemporary executive override.â âThat requires majority support,â Dominic snapped. âYes.â Bryan hesitated. Then quietly: ââŠHe got it.â The Shift Across the gallery, Victoria watched me carefully. Not smiling now. Observing. And suddenlyâ I understood something dangerous. Even she hadnât expected it to happen this fast. âYou look surprised,â I said coldly. Victoria tilted her head slightly. âNot surprised.â A pause. ââŠInterested.â That answer irritated me more than denial would have. Because it confirmed the truth. She had accelerated the chaosâ But she wasnât controlling all of it. Dominic Arrives The gallery do
Roselyn POV âNo more screens.â The message glowed coldly against my phone. Itâs time we meet properly. Silence filled the penthouse after that. Heavy. Sharp. Dangerous. Dominic took the phone from my hand immediately. His eyes scanned the message once before his expression darkened completely. âNo.â One word. Absolute. I leaned back slightly against the desk. âShe wants me there.â âShe wants access,â he corrected instantly. âShe wants control.â The security team continued moving through the penthouse behind us, searching every corner despite already knowing the truth. There had been no intruder. Not physically. Which somehow made Victoria even more terrifying. Bryanâs voice came through the restored comm system. âIâm tracing the message route now.â âYou wonât find her,â I said quietly. A pause. Then Bryan sighed. ââŠProbably not.â Because Victoria never sent anything directly. Every move was layered. Every signal routed. Every action intentional. Dominic
Roselyn POV The lights died instantly. No warning. No flicker. Just darkness swallowing the entire penthouse in one violent breath. For half a secondâ Silence. Then everything moved at once. âStay behind me.â Dominicâs hand closed around my wrist immediately, pulling me toward him. Not rough. Instinctive. Protective. Somewhere beyond the walls, alarms tried to activateâ Then failed. âThatâs impossible,â Bryanâs voice crackled through the dead communication line before cutting out completely. The emergency backup should have activated automatically. It didnât. Which meantâ This wasnât just a breach. It was control. The Darkness The city lights beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows glowed faintly against the night skyline, barely illuminating the room. Enough to see shapes. Movement. Shadows. Dominicâs posture shifted instantly. One arm around me. The other already reaching beneath the table drawer. A gun. Cold fury settled over his features as he checked it
Roselyn POV âTell me she doesnât know.â Dominicâs voice was quiet. Too quiet. Not calm. Controlled. Dangerously controlled. The hospital corridor felt colder now. The fluorescent lights above us hummed softly, but the sound only made the silence heavier. Bryan remained frozen on the other end of the call, waiting. Watching. Listening. For my answer. I looked at the screen one last time. The extracted file log remained there. Partial access. Incomplete retrieval. But enough. More than enough. Slowly, I lifted my gaze to Dominic. And for the first time since this beganâ I stopped calculating. Stopped strategizing. Stopped pretending this was still just another battle. âShe knows enough,â I said quietly. The words landed harder than shouting ever could. Dominicâs jaw tightened instantly. Not surprise. Not disbelief. Acceptance. Cold and immediate. âBryan,â he said without looking away from me. âLock everything down.â His tone shifted. Not business. Not
Roselyn POV ââŠSheâs going after you.â Bryanâs words didnât echo. They settled. Heavy. Immediate. âWhere?â Dominic asked. Already moving. Already shifting into action. Bryanâs fingers flew across the screen. Tracking. Tracing. ââŠItâs not direct,â he said. A pause. ââŠSheâs rerouting through an external node.â âLocation?â I asked. Bryan hesitated. Thenâ ââŠThe hospital.â Impact The room went still. Not from shock. From recognition. âSheâs not attacking you,â Dominic said quietly. âSheâs targeting access to you.â Movement âLock it down,â he ordered immediately. âSecurity override.â âNo unauthorized personnel.â His tone left no room for delay. Bryan nodded. âSending alerts now.â âReinforcing system barriers.â âBut if she already has someone insideââ âThen we find them,â Dominic cut in. Roselynâs Mind This wasnât random. Nothing she did ever was. âSheâs testing proximity,â I said. Dominicâs gaze shifted to me. âNot just data.â âAccess.â The Real Thre







