LOGINMarco quickly grabbed a pillow and threw it at me, I didn't dodge, the pillow hit my chest and dropped to the floor. I smiled at him, "Violent." "You deserved it." I chuckled before bending to pick up the pillow. "But then why didn't you tell me about Rynna?" Marco's expression became more serious. "I only confronted Camila about her after everything with Gabe." "So you_" "I didn't think it was my place." he shrugged, "I was already hurting, and Rynna was part of Camila's personal life. I didn't think I had the right to start asking questions." I nodded slowly, "So you initially thought Rynna was Camila's daughter?" "I did." Than made me laughed, "Seriously?" "She looks like Camila." He shrugged again "If you look closely, you can see it." I smiled. "She also copies some of your traits."he added. "Some of your expressions. The way she looks at people when she's annoyed." I laughed under my breath, "That's definitely my daughter." Marco smiled "Yeah." My phone suddenly buzze
He nods gently. "We're forever in this, boss." then he straightened slightly, his voice carrying the kind of certainty that didn't need a second explanation.I looked at him for a moment before turning toward the table. I poured myself another drink, letting the silence settle between us, the tension in the room had finally begun to fade."There's something you still don't know about me," I said.Marco glanced at me, "I know you're from a wealthy family.""That's the easy part." I took a sip. "You know I left home and built everything from scratch. You probably assumed it was because I wanted to prove I could.""Wasn't that the reason?"I shook my head, "Not exactly." Marco's eyes narrowed as I leaned against the table. "I was bullied for years." His expression changed. "Being a wealthy heir didn't make me immune to anything. If anything, it made me an easier target." I stared at the drink in my hand."They found every insecurity I had and used it against me. For years, I took it." M
I decided to pay marco a visit from work, I found him sitting comfortably on his couch when I arrived. He looked better than he had days ago. Still thinner, still recovering, but the man was finally beginning to look like himself again. He looked at me for a moment before shaking his head with a smile. "It's still unbelievable." I raised an eyebrow. "What is?" "You." "Me?" "You're getting married." I scoffed. "Don't sound so surprised." Marco laughed. "How am I not supposed to be surprised? You? Finally getting married?" "Yes, and I can't wait." "That's what makes it worse." He leaned back. "For all the long I've known you, Renz. I never thought I'd see the day you'd willingly tie yourself to one woman." "She's not just one woman." His smile grew as he picked up his glass and took a drink before looking at me again. "How are Rynna and the twins?" "We spoke before I came here." "Everything okay?" "Yeah." I smiled faintly. "They're fine." Marco nodded, then his
I decided to pay marco a visit from work, I found him sitting comfortably on his couch when I arrived. He looked better than he had days ago. Still thinner, still recovering, but the man was finally beginning to look like himself again. He looked at me for a moment before shaking his head with a smile. "It's still unbelievable." I raised an eyebrow. "What is?" "You." "Me?" "You're getting married." I scoffed. "Don't sound so surprised." Marco laughed. "How am I not supposed to be surprised? You? Finally getting married?" "Yes, and I can't wait." "That's what makes it worse." He leaned back. "For all the long I've known you, Renz. I never thought I'd see the day you'd willingly tie yourself to one woman." "She's not just one woman." His smile grew as he picked up his glass and took a drink before looking at me again. "How are Rynna and the twins?" "We spoke before I came here." "Everything okay?" "Yeah." I smiled faintly. "They're fine." Marco nodded, then his
Renz's PovThe moment we stepped outside the house, I felt like I could finally breathe again, a weight I hadn't realized I'd been carrying all day seemed to lift from my shoulders.Her parents had accepted me, not completely, not without conditions...but enough.Enough for me to know that I wasn't fighting for Nyx alone anymore. I reached for her hand, and she let me take it, we walked quietly side by side toward my car, the cool night air brushing against my face. I wasn't thinking about enemies, money, or the next move. I was thinking about her. When we reached the car, I leaned against it and pulled her closer.Her body felt cold.I frowned. "Why are you cold?" She looked up at me, her expression softer than before. "I'm not cold.""Nyx."She sighed. "I still can't believe you're really giving up everything."A smile pulled at my lips. "Forget the empire.""Renz—""I mean it." I brushed my thumb over her fingers. "I'd give up my own life if it meant keeping you and Rynna safe." S
Dad stared at him. “Even without my approval?” Renz's eyes darkened. “If you make me choose between your approval and my family, I will choose my family.” My breath caught, and dad's face hardened even more. “Is that a threat?” “No.” Renz's voice became dangerously calm. “It's assurance.” I touched his arm. “Renz…”He glanced at me briefly, then returned his attention to Dad. “I don't want a war with my in-laws. I don't want to fight you. But I won't lose my family just because you don't like the man I became.”Dad leaned back slowly. “So you are prepared to drag my daughter and granddaughter into this life no matter what I say?”Renz's expression changed. “No.” The answer came immediately. “I'll leave it.” The room went completely still, I stared at him.Dad frowned. “What?”Renz looked directly at him. “I'll leave it.” I could barely breathe, he continued calmly. “The empire. The illegal operations. Everything I've built that keeps bringing danger to my door.” He paused, “
Marco's PovI got home that morning, tired, mind already heavy with the mess we’d been drowning in. I hadn’t even taken off my jacket when my phone rang. One of the guards—his voice shaking—told me Thomas was dead. Shot by Gabriel.And now, Gabriel was claiming everything.It sounded crazy, I almos
Gabriel's PovThe numbers spoke for themselves. One night’s earnings from Basque, and I knew I’d made the right move. Renz’s empire—mine now—was bleeding money into my pockets.So I thought, why not thank the man himself?I drove to the old estate, where Renz was kept. The place was quiet. Word aro
Renz's PovThe morning light slipped through the curtains, soft and quiet.Nyx’s head rested on my chest, her breath warm and steady. The world felt still—everything felt peaceful.Then my phone rang.I ignored it, grumbling under my breath.It rang again.Nyx stirred, mumbling, “Why don’t you just
Renz’s POVThe morning light slipped through the curtains, warm and golden, falling across her skin. Nyx lay tangled in the sheets, her breathing slow and deep. I stayed there for a while, just watching her. She looked peaceful.I moved carefully, trying not to wake her. When I slid out of bed, she







