MasukEveyln watched him closely.Slowly… Simone nodded.Once.Then again.His head dropped right after, shoulders sinking as if the weight of it crushed him. He shook his head faintly, shame written all over his face, his hands curling into fists on his thighs.Eveyln’s chest tightened.That was all the answer she needed.Her lips parted, but it took a second before her voice came out. “Where is Bea?” she asked, softer this time but it cracked halfway through.The anger in her eyes flickered.Something else slipped in.Fear.Her gaze wavered as her head dipped slightly, tears gathering faster now. She pressed her lips together, trying to hold it in, then turned her face to the side, blinking hard.“Just tell me…” she whispered, her voice breaking again.Behind her, the rope creaked as she shifted, her body no longer fighting it was just trembling.Simone dropped fully to his knees in front of her, the movement heavy, like he was defeated. His hands hovered in the air for a second before fa
Eveyln didn’t move nor did she blink.The world around her seemed to fade, her mind struggling, refusing to process what she had just heard.Simone.Killed her family?No.No… that couldn’t be right.Her lips parted slightly, but no words came out.Only shock.Only the sound of her own heartbeat pounding in her ears as everything she thought she knew began to crack.“Please… please, it’s true… b-believe me,” Bea pleaded, her voice breaking, each word slipping out slower than the last as her head sagged.Eveyln barely heard her.Her mind spun, the words not settling, not making sense. She stared at Bea, her brows drawn tight, lips parting like she wanted to speak—but nothing came out. Her grip on Bea loosened slightly, her focus slipping, her thoughts loud and tangled.“Simone… killed my family…?” she murmured under her breath, almost soundless.Bea tried to nod again, her body trembling.Eveyln shook her head faintly, stepping back a little, her hand dragging through her hair. “No… no
John and Ezra drove their shovels into the earth, metal biting into soil as they followed the spot marked on the map. The forest pressed in around them, branches creaking, leaves hissing overhead. The trees swayed hard, as if a wind moved only through them, not the air. It felt wrong, like the ground didn’t want to be touched but they kept digging. Sweat ran down John’s neck, his grip tightening, while Ezra’s breaths came slow and measured as he shoved another heap of dirt aside. Then both of them froze.John’s shovel hit something softer than stone.He stilled, lifting his head, eyes locking with Ezra’s. “You feel that too, don’t you?” he asked quietly, voice tight.Ezra gave a short nod, stepping closer, his fingers flexing around the handle of his shovel. “Yeah… something’s there,” he murmured, lowering his voice as if the ground itself could hear.They slowed down, careful now. Each movement was controlled and deliberate. John scraped away the dirt with the edge of his shovel whil
Nearly an hour later, Evelyn’s phone vibrated in her bag.She grabbed it instantly.“Paulo?” she answered, already on her feet.“I found something,” Paulo said on the other end, his voice tight. “There were repeated payments made under a shell company. Monthly transfers. High amount.”Evelyn’s pulse quickened. “To where?” she demanded.“A private facility,” he replied. Papers shuffled faintly in the background. “One called ShadeNight Asylum.”Her stomach dropped.“Are you sure?” she asked, already reaching for her jacket.“Positive,” Paulo confirmed. “It’s discreet. Isolated. Expensive. And get this—most of the payments were marked under ‘long-term psychiatric containment.’”Micah was already watching her closely, reading her face.“ShadeNight Asylum,” she said, turning to Micah after the like went dead. “That’s where the money’s going.”Micah’s eyes darkened. “Location?”She checked her phone as the message came in. Her jaw tightened. “About forty minutes from here. On the outskirts.
Evelyn’s fingers tightened around her phone.She forced a small smile “I’ll be right back,” she said softly, putting her phone back into her pocket.The air outside was dry and sharp against her skin. By the time she stepped into his hiding place, her high heels scraped against the sandy floor. The building looked like an abandoned storage shed for harvested crops. Wooden crates were stacked to the side, overflowing with tomatoes, peppers, and dusty potatoes. Baskets of oranges and plantains were shoved into corners. The walls were cracked, the paint peeling in thin curls. The only decent thing was the cemented floor, though it was still coated with a thin layer of sand.Her brows pulled together.Where does he even sleep?There was no bed. No mattress. Not even a proper chair. Just sacks of grain piled against one wall and an old wooden table with one uneven leg.She wrapped her arms around herself, unease creeping into her chest.The door creaked open.She turned quickly.Micah step
Before Eveyln could step out of the car, parked in front of the company, her phone buzzed with an incoming call, it was John.“Hey babe, checked the news?” he asked casually, his tone annoyingly light.Eveyln frowned, pulling up the headlines, her heart skipping as she read the breaking news: Darwin had been arrested. Shock rippled through her, she had thought it would be nearly impossible for him to be caught… or was this another of Giovanni’s schemes?Charges for drugs, sex trafficking, embezzlement, even Pack law manipulation filled the article. Eveyln let out a short, bitter scoff, her hand tightening on the car door as she swallowed her disbelief, then pushed herself out of the car, heels clicking sharply against the pavement as she strode toward the company, mind racing with suspicion and anger.The next text pinged on her phone, and she couldn’t help but scoff again. “It was my doing, don’t think it’s any Giovanni’s plot, okay?” It was from John, casual as ever, but Eveyln’s ja
EVEYLNNo matter how hard I try, I can’t remember what happened last night. It feels like trying to solve a puzzle with missing pieces. But one thing is clear, I woke up feeling hands on me, my pussy aching and I was completely naked. How did that happen?The only thing I clearly remember is that
DIANE POV"Ms. Diane," Andrew said coldly, "I've told you over and over, I'm done with your games."I rolled my eyes and tightened my grip on the phone. "Is this because I wouldn’t sleep with you? Gosh, am I going to keep fucking you just to get something in return?" My voice was harsh, but his sil
JOHN"Yes, boss," Andrew muttered. "He was found dead this morning. Luckily, not everyone in the pack saw it."I stared at Chino's lifeless body on the forest floor. Blood trickled from the side of his head, forming a dark pool below him. The wound was obvious, a bullet had gone straight through hi
GIOVANNI"I did what you asked. All I want is for you to protect me," he pleaded, his voice shaking.I poured coffee into my cup, a smirk forming on my lips. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Elena sitting cross-legged, laughing wildly. He was kneeling on the floor.For a moment, I thought about p







