Mag-log inI 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
Renz spent the next few days putting his life back together.He visited most of his properties, checked on his businesses, met with the people who had remained loyal, and dealt with everything Gabriel had left behind.But everywhere he went, there was always that same shock look. People stared at him as if they were looking at a ghost.Some just couldn't believe Luis Renz was alive. Others were too afraid to ask.A few of his old allies didn't bother hiding their happiness. They invited him to dinner, wanting to see the man they had thought was dead sitting across from them again.Renz accepted a few of those invitations.He went with Nyx.It was strange for him to walk into a room with her beside him after everything they had survived. Some people stared at them longer than they stared at him.Perhaps they were trying to understand how the dead Shadow King had returned with the woman everyone thought he'd lost. Fearful.Renz didn't care.For once, he had no reason to hide.And as fo
Miami welcomed them differently. They had made it back. The air smelled familiar. For some of them, it felt like waking from a nightmare.Renz stood outside the hotel for a moment, staring at the city.Miami.For so long, it had existed only in his memories.Now he was standing in it again.. Renz breathed in slowly. This had been his territory, for years, he owned every night."Miami," he whispered.Nyx looked at him."You missed it that much?" He smiled. "I missed everything."She smiled back. For once, there was no war waiting behind the next door.No enemy watching.No gunfire.Just home.Renz turned toward his men. "You've all done enough." They looked at him. He handed each of them a generous amount of money. "Take your time off. Spend the money. Waste it. Do whatever the hell you want." A few men laughed.Renz smiled. "You earned it." One of them stepped forward. "Thank you boss." Renz's expression softened. "You have done me well." The man shook his head. "Still..."Renz pla
Some wounds were deeper than bullets. Bianca watched from the doorway.Camila was there again. For hours, she had barely moved. Her own body had not fully recovered, yet she refused to leave Marco's side since his surgery.Even when the doctors told her to rest, she would return. The doctors assured that his condition had finally become stable after the last convulsion, yet she still sat beside his bed, watching every movement of his chest. Sometimes she held his hand.She looked exhausted herself, but somehow she kept finding the strength to stay.Bianca watched her for a long time....and in that moment she understood that maybe love was not always about who had loved first. For years, she had convinced herself that perhaps Marco would eventually see her, and that had been a beautiful lie she told herself because she wanted it to be true.. that one day he would understand... maybe she only needed to wait.But watching Camila sit beside him made the truth painfully clear. She lowered
We arrived with the sound of engines fading into silence.Marco. Me. And a dozen men who moved like shadows, alert, quiet, and ready.Italy.I had never been to this part of the world. The land stretched wide and proud, hills rolling into distance, history breathing through stone and iron. It was b
Renz's PovWaiting had never been my thing.I ruled by action. Blood. Precision. Control.But that morning, standing by the tall glass window, watching the empty driveway, I felt ridiculous.Desperate.Nyx had always done this to me.She bent the rules of my nature without trying. Somehow, she alwa
Camila’s PovI was running late.The thought chased me down the street as I tightened my grip on the grocery bags and quickened my steps. My legs ached. My head throbbed.Nyx still hadn’t called.Days had passed. Too many.Had that bastard found her phone?The thought twisted my stomach as I turned
Gabriel’s PovThe place was a mess.I stood there with Sandro and a few of the men, staring at what was left...trying to understand what I was seeing. Drawers torn out. The safe empty. Blood dried into the floor like a warning carved in red.“How did this happen?” I asked.Sandro shook his head. “







