LOGINHailey sat in the room, her back resting against the bedpost, gazing out of the window. Two days had passed since they had returned to London, and though the pain had lessened, the scars and bruises would take much longer to heal. The quiet moments they stretched on, were filled only by the soft hum of the city beyond the window.
Cassian had left earlier for an important meeting. His head wound was healing, though the bandage would remain for at least ten more days. He hadn't spoken mu
Suddenly, a sound came from above—the unmistakable click of heels on marble. Hailey froze, her body stiffening as her senses heightened. The sound grew louder, closer, until a voice, laced with cold indifference, drifted down from the top of the stairs."Who's there?" Rosina's voice was sharp, laced with irritation as if she were being interrupted. Hailey remained silent, not moving, her back still towards the stairs. "Who dares to enter without—"Hailey turned slowly, her expression calm, though the fury in her eyes was unmistakable. Rosina's breath hitched when she saw her, her usual composed mask faltering for a fraction of a second as shock rippled across her features. But just as quickly, Rosina recovered, the cool mask of arrogance slipping back into place as she descended the stairs."Hailey," Rosina greeted with a tight smile, though her eyes flashed with poorly concealed anger. "What a... surprise. Why are you here?"Hailey's lips twi
She looked up, her expression regal and commanding, like a queen's. She blinked, and he stepped out from behind her a heartbeat later. It was as if the air around them shifted, acknowledging their presence. She appeared transformed, an aura of undeniable power surrounding her. She was a queen, and he, her unwavering king, stood silently behind her. At that moment, she seemed invincible, her confidence unshakable, for she knew exactly who stood at her back. Nothing could faze her because she was certain of the strength that supported her.She stood there, her eyes blazing with a fire that could not be quenched. She was there to avenge those who had been cruelly snatched from her. She was there to avenge her father, her unborn child, whose life had been stolen before it had even begun. She was there to avenge every tear she had spilled, every moment of agony she had endured. The weight of her grief and rage hung heavy in the air, and at that moment, she was no longer just a wom
2 months later:-In two months, life had slowly begun to shift back to a fragile normalcy. Hailey's wounds had healed, and the physical scars that once marred her porcelain skin were now gone, thanks to a successful surgery. The internal scars were another story, but Sophia's therapy sessions had helped her confront those dark memories, giving her the tools to cope with them. Cassian had also recovered fully, the bandage long gone, leaving only faint traces of what they both had endured.Today marked the beginning of a new chapter in Hailey's journey. It was the day she had been waiting for—the start of her training. Cassian, though still hesitant, had asked her again that morning if she was sure about her decision. His concern was palpable, but Hailey had been firm in her resolve."I will," she had said, her voice steady. There was no going back now. This wasn't just about revenge or survival—it was about recla
Cassian entered their room, tired but relieved that the meeting was finally over. It had dragged on longer than expected, with numerous matters needing attention. His eyes scanned the room, but Hailey wasn't there. Noticing the balcony door slightly ajar, he frowned and walked towards it.At first, he thought she wasn't outside either, but then he spotted her—curled up, fast asleep on the swing. A soft smile tugged at his lips. She looked peaceful, but as he bent over her, gently caressing her cheek, he realized her skin felt cold to the touch.Shaking his head with a tender sigh, Cassian picked her up into his arms. Hailey stirred slightly, instinctively snuggling her face into his neck. A low groan escaped his lips as her cold cheek brushed against his skin. He carried her back into the room and gently laid her on the bed, tucking the blankets snugly around her.After changing into more comfortable clothes, Cassian climbed into bed beside her, pulling he
Hailey sat in the room, her back resting against the bedpost, gazing out of the window. Two days had passed since they had returned to London, and though the pain had lessened, the scars and bruises would take much longer to heal. The quiet moments they stretched on, were filled only by the soft hum of the city beyond the window.Cassian had left earlier for an important meeting. His head wound was healing, though the bandage would remain for at least ten more days. He hadn't spoken much to her about what had happened. No one had. Not Cassian, not the family members who visited her periodically to check on her. The silence around the events loomed heavily between them, but it was almost a relief. She didn't want to talk about Maxwell—she couldn't bear the thought of it. Just the memory of his filthy lips on hers made her skin crawl even now. She could still feel it as if his presence lingered like a shadow she couldn't escape.Taking a deep breath, Hailey glanced
Fourhours later:Cassian, Alex, Gabriel, and Leo stood outside the Mayor's grand mansion, their men surrounding them in perfect formation. The sun hung high in the sky, marking the transition to afternoon. The mansion that once stood as a symbol of power and wealth was now eerily silent, its doom approaching.Gabriel stepped forward, handing Cassian a lighter. The flick of the metal lid broke the stillness as Cassian opened it, his eyes locking onto the house—now no longer a home, but a grave for the family who had dared to cross him. His face remained cold, unmoved by the destruction about to unfold.With one last glance, he tossed the lighter toward the mansion's front door. The flames ignited instantly, crackling with a hunger that devoured everything in its path. Fire raced through the house, consuming it from the inside out.Without a word, Cassian turned on his heel, his men following in lockstep. As they walked away fro
Cassian, Caleb, and Alex quietly exited the room after ensuring Hailey had fallen back asleep. As they reached the hall, their tension was palpable."What just happened?" Caleb asked, still reeling from the shock of the scene they had witnessed.Cassian, who had been silently contem
They stepped into the hall and found Alex and Caleb already ready."Shall we leave?" Alex asked, his gaze landing on them."Yup!" Hailey exclaimed, her excitement palpable as they all four made their way out of the penthouse."Angry Bird, you're looking like a golden witch!"
Hailey got up with a bright idea in mind: she wanted to make a special breakfast for Alex since it was his first time visiting her penthouse. Cassian was still asleep, so she quietly slipped out of bed and headed to the kitchen. Luckily, she had everything she needed to prepare a nice spread. She
Cassian's fury was palpable, his voice thunderous as he paced in front of Hailey. "You told Lucas you were going to your friend's place! Then why the hell did I find you in that pub? Did you lie to him?" he barked, his words dripping with anger.Hailey shook her head frantically, her voice







