ログインNyx's PovI folded the last of Rynna's clothes and placed them inside the bag, pausing for a moment as I looked around the room.For some reason, I couldn't stop smiling...things were becoming unbelievably good. After everything we'd been through, being back home felt different. Better. Before now, this house had been abandoned with broken walls, fear, shouting, and the kind of chaos that made me wonder for a moment if any of us would ever survive it. I could still remember what it had looked like the day I got separated from Renz, and for a brief second, the memory threatened to pull me back into that terrible day.I pushed it away... refusing to remember that destruction anymore. I didn't want to ruin this moment, not when Renz had worked so hard to put everything back together.The walls had been repaired. The rooms were clean. Even the smallest details had been restored. It no longer looked like the place where so much had been taken from us.It looked like home again... and my b
I blinked. Once. Twice. She was still there, I fixed my gaze on her, my heart kicked hard against my ribs. Camila looked different, not because she had changed...but because I was seeing her differently now. I had spent weeks unconscious, and somehow, the first person my heart chose to recognize was her. Neither of us spoke, I had so much to say. But strangely, I couldn't find the nerve to say any of it. Thankfully, she broke the awkward silence. “You idiot.” Her voice was quiet....her eyes dropped to the glass in my hand. “You came here for a drink even though you know how unwise that is for your health.” I straightened slowly, pain pulled through my abdomen, but I ignored it. I turned fully toward her. “Why are you here?” She looked away. “You know, news travels very fast.” I kept staring at her. Renz. Of course. He was the only one who knew where I'd gone. My eyes moved over her, I lowered my gaze the moment I noticed a small cut on her left arm, It was healing, but
Marco's PovThe car crawled to a stop outside the building.I didn't move, for a moment, I simply sat there with both hands resting loosely on the steering wheel, staring through the windshield.BASQUE.The name stood boldly above the entrance, illuminated against the dark exterior, I stared at it. It felt almost unbelievable that I was sitting there again.It felt like forever.A bitter smile touched my lips.The last time I'd been here, I hadn't exactly walked in through the front door because I'd been running from Gabe's men.“Fucking Gabe,” I muttered...then leaned back against the seat and closed my eyes as memories flashed through my head.Malachi and his men, the countless enemies we'd faced, the endless nights when every fucking day felt like another war. I didn't need to ask Renz how it all ended, I already knew, Men like Malachi and his maniacs didn't exactly have a happy ending. Besides, Renz had already confirmed what mattered, everyone I cared about was safe. That should
I stepped inside quietly and my eyes immediately went to the bed. Nyx and Rynna were lying together. Rynna was tucked beneath, almost completely covered by Nyx. Only a little of her brunette hair showed against the blanket, some strands scattered across her face. I stopped. For a moment, I simply watched them. Something inside me became quiet. Peace. That was the only word I could find for it. After everything I had seen and everything I had done, this was the sight I had been fighting for all along. Seeing my family safe and together. I looked at Nyx's long hair spread across the pillow. Then my eyes moved to Rynna again. Her hair looked so much like mine. I almost smiled. My daughter...the word still tested new in my mouth. I had missed so much. The thought hurt but for once, I didn't run from it. I walked closer to the bed. Nyx stirred. It was almost as if she could sense me even in her sleep. Her eyes opened slightly before she carefully moved away from Rynna. Sh
I stepped inside quietly and my eyes immediately went to the bed. Nyx and Rynna were lying together. Rynna was tucked beneath, almost completely covered by Nyx. Only a little of her brunette hair showed against the blanket, some strands scattered across her face. I stopped. For a moment, I simply watched them. Something inside me became quiet. Peace. That was the only word I could find for it. After everything I had seen and everything I had done, this was the sight I had been fighting for all along. Seeing my family safe and together. I looked at Nyx's long hair spread across the pillow. Then my eyes moved to Rynna again. Her hair looked so much like mine. I almost smiled. My daughter...the word still tested new in my mouth. I had missed so much. The thought hurt but for once, I didn't run from it. I walked closer to the bed. Nyx stirred. It was almost as if she could sense me even in her sleep. Her eyes opened slightly before she carefully moved away from Rynna. Sh
Renz's pov Being back in Miami felt good. Too good, perhaps. After everything that had happened, settling back into my empire brought a strange kind of warmth. The familiar walls. The familiar silence. Men moving when I gave an order. Watching things slowly fall back into place as though the chaos had never happened was another thing entirely. But seeing everyone safe again...That was the real blessing. I leaned lazily against my chair in the study, staring at nothing in particular. We had won. That was the truth. Malachi was gone. Ricardo was gone. Gabe was also gone. Our enemies had fallen one after another, and my empire was standing again. But we had lost men too. Good men who had followed me because they believed in me. That was the price of this world. You took lives. You lost lives. And eventually, you learned not to count them too loudly. My mind kept going back to Nyx.. She must have gone through hell while she was alone with Gabe. Months of being trapped inside a
*Six Months Later*Renz's PovMarco stood across the table, calm as ever.“Everything’s moving,” he said. “Our guest will arrive soon.”I exhaled slowly, letting the breath steady the storm in my chest. Then I asked the only thing that mattered.“And Nyx?”Marco didn’t rush his answer. That alone t
I didn’t go straight home.I asked the taxi to circle town first. Left. Right. Long turns. Dead streets. Busy ones. I needed to be sure Mason and his men hadn’t decided to grow curious. By the time the car finally stopped in front of the house, my chest was already tight.I stared at the gate.For
Gabriel's PovEver since the news of Renz’s death dropped, something inside me loosened. Relief… finally. A sense of order returning, like the world had clicked back into the place I designed for it.Except for one problem.Nyx.She’d spiraled the moment she heard. Crying for days. Skipping meals.
The van shook as it rolled over the rough road, the night swallowing everything outside. Inside, it was just me, three of my men, and the doctor—hands folded, eyes fixed on Renz like he was guarding a dying flame.Renz lay in the middle seat, pale, breathing shallow, wires and tubes clinging to him







