LOGINThe drive back to the mansion was filled with silence.Not the comfortable kind.The heavy kind.Amara sat beside Alexander, her mind racing with everything Adrian had revealed.The evidence was hidden in the mansion.Inside Alexander’s own house.“Your father hid evidence in your home,” she said finally.Alexander nodded slightly without taking his eyes off the road.“That’s what Adrian claims.”“And you believe him?”Alexander didn’t answer immediately.“I believe he’s telling the truth about one thing.”“What’s that?”“Victor is afraid.”Amara leaned back in her seat.“Well… if there’s really evidence hidden in the house, that would explain why.”Alexander turned into the driveway.The massive gates opened slowly as the car approached.The mansion looked quiet.Peaceful.Almost too peaceful.“Funny,” Amara murmured.“What?”“That something so dangerous could be hidden somewhere so normal.”Alexander parked the car.“Danger often hides in ordinary places.”They stepped inside the ma
The room felt colder after Alexander said the words.He wants to meet.Amara stared at him, trying to understand what that meant.“The man from the recording?” she asked again.Alexander nodded slowly.“Yes.”“And he just… called your company?”“Yes.”Amara ran a hand through her hair.“That sounds terrifying.”Alexander gave a quiet sigh.“It might be.”She studied his face.“But you’re going to meet him anyway.”It wasn’t a question.Alexander didn’t deny it.“I have to.”“Why?”Alexander walked toward the window, looking out into the dark garden.“Because he might have answers.”Amara crossed her arms.“Or he might be setting a trap.”“That’s also possible.”She stared at him in disbelief.“You’re very calm about all of this.”Alexander turned back toward her.“When you run a company like mine, you learn something quickly.”“What?”“Fear doesn’t solve problems.”Amara tilted her head.“But it does keep people alive.”Alexander’s lips curved faintly.“You’re not wrong.”She walked c
The drive home was unusually quiet.Amara sat in the passenger seat of Alexander’s car, staring out the window as the city lights blurred past them.Her mind kept replaying the moment she found the flash drive.And the way Victor had looked at her.Like he knew something.Like he was waiting.“You’re thinking too loudly,” Alexander said suddenly.Amara blinked and looked at him.“That’s not a thing.”Alexander glanced at her briefly.“It is when I can practically hear the wheels turning in your head.”She sighed softly.“Can you blame me?”“No.”“Victor literally warned me.”Alexander’s grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly.“What exactly did he say?”Amara hesitated.“He said curiosity can be dangerous.”Alexander scoffed quietly.“He likes dramatic threats.”“Well, it worked.”Alexander pulled the car into the driveway of the mansion.The engine stopped, but neither of them moved immediately.For a moment, the silence returned.Then Alexander reached into his pocket and pull
The drive home was unusually quiet.Amara sat in the passenger seat of Alexander’s car, staring out the window as the city lights blurred past them.Her mind kept replaying the moment she found the flash drive.And the way Victor had looked at her.Like he knew something.Like he was waiting.“You’re thinking too loudly,” Alexander said suddenly.Amara blinked and looked at him.“That’s not a thing.”Alexander glanced at her briefly.“It is when I can practically hear the wheels turning in your head.”She sighed softly.“Can you blame me?”“No.”“Victor literally warned me.”Alexander’s grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly.“What exactly did he say?”Amara hesitated.“He said curiosity can be dangerous.”Alexander scoffed quietly.“He likes dramatic threats.”“Well, it worked.”Alexander pulled the car into the driveway of the mansion.The engine stopped, but neither of them moved immediately.For a moment, the silence returned.Then Alexander reached into his pocket and pull
Victor’s laughter still echoed in Amara’s ears long after he left the warehouse.She stood beside Alexander, watching investigators move around the building, opening boxes and scanning documents.The entire scene felt surreal.Just yesterday, she had been living a quiet life.Now she was standing inside a warehouse that was being investigated for financial crimes.And somehow…She had become part of a war between two powerful men.Amara glanced at Alexander.His expression was calm.Too calm.“Are you okay?” she asked quietly.Alexander didn’t answer immediately.His eyes were focused on the investigators moving through the building.“I expected something like this,” he finally said.“You expected your warehouse to be raided?”“Yes.”Amara frowned.“You sound like this doesn’t bother you.”Alexander looked at her then.“Oh, it bothers me.”“Then why do you look so relaxed?”Alexander leaned slightly closer to her.“Because Victor made a mistake.”Amara tilted her head.“You keep sayin
The next morning felt different.Amara noticed it the moment she stepped out of her room.The house was quiet as usual, but something about the atmosphere felt tense—like the calm before a storm.She walked down the staircase slowly, her mind still replaying everything she and Alexander had discovered the night before.Money laundering.Hidden accounts.Victor’s threats.And the fact that Alexander’s father had actually been trying to stop it.It changed everything.Amara reached the kitchen and poured herself a cup of coffee, but her thoughts were far away.She was staring into the mug when she suddenly heard a voice behind her.“You look like you didn’t sleep.”She turned.Alexander stood at the entrance of the kitchen.He looked composed as always, dressed in a dark suit, his hair slightly messy like he had run his fingers through it too many times.But his eyes told a different story.He hadn’t slept either.“Good morning,” Amara said.“Is it?”She shrugged slightly.“I guess that







