LOGINJust then, my phone rang — pulling me out of those dangerous thoughts. I picked it up. “What?”“Sir—it’s Elena,” she said quickly. “It’s an emergency.”I straightened. “What happened?”“It’s the young woman,” she said. “She’s unconscious.”My grip tightened. “How?”“She asked for water earlier,” Elena explained in a rush. “When I got there, she was in the bathroom. I tried to ask if she was okay, but she pushed me away.....and then she just—collapsed.”For a moment, I said nothing. Just the sound of her breathing on the other end. “Keep an eye on her. I’m coming.”I ended the call.Sandro looked at me, confused. “What’s wrong?”I exhaled sharply. “Cancel the meeting,” I ordered. “Call a doctor home. Nyx is sick.”His brows furrowed. “But boss, this meeting’s important. Besides Elena can handle—”I turned my gaze on him. Cold. Deadly. “Did I stutter?”He raised his hands slightly. “Got it.”I grabbed my keys, trying to keep calm, but my thoughts were racing.I couldn’t believe I was a
Gabriel's PovI couldn’t stop thinking about her.Nyx.The way she moved last night—reckless, fierce, desperate to break me. And somehow… she did. The pain in my side still throbbed from where she’d cut me, but I didn’t mind. For once, pain felt almost good, like it was hers to give.I sat at the dining table, waiting.I wanted to see if she’d show up.If she’d have the guts to face me.She had to.Minutes dragged. My patience thinned. But then—there she was.Walking down the stairs as if last night hadn’t happened.Her hair was messy, her eyes puffy and red. She looked pale. Had she been crying?I clenched my jaw. What do I care if she cried?She sat across from me without a word, poured herself some coffee, and started eating.Like I wasn’t even there.I watched her for a long time. There was a quiet fire in her—something untamed. Dangerous. Beautiful.I almost smiled. Almost.“So…” I started, “about last night—”Her fork hit the plate.“Touch me again,” she said coldly, “and I’ll m
Malachi’s PovHe looked smaller now—Renz.Bent over like a broken statue, skin pale beneath the bruises, breath dragging like an old machine refusing to die.I thought seeing him like this would satisfy me, but it didn’t. The anger still burned inside me, deep and unsatisfied. I wanted more. I wanted him broken beyond repair.“You know,” I said, stepping closer, my shoes echoing across the wet floor, “I thought when this day came, I’d feel peace. But seeing you like this… it only makes me want more.”Renz lifted his head slowly. Even half-dead, he still managed to grin.“All you always did was talk, Malachi.”I laughed faintly. “And you always thought you were untouchable.”He coughed, then met my gaze. “Why are you still after me? We settled everything according to the deal. I walked away, didn’t I?”I crouched near him, watching his swollen face—those same defiant eyes that reminded me too much of his father. “You think this is about a deal?” I said quietly. “You took what wasn’t yo
I lay on my bed, hiding under the blanket, tears soaking my pillow. I couldn’t stop seeing it—Renz being dragged out, his face bruised, the way he looked at me before they took him. That look tore me apart..I told Elena not to come in. I told her to leave me alone. She left, bless her for that small mercy. For a while I let the sobs take me, until a sharp knock stabbed through the quiet.I didn’t move. The knock came again—harder. Then the door slammed open.“Finally.” Gabriel’s voice filled the room. “You stupid girl,” he said, sounding annoyed. “I told you not to keep me waiting.”I didn’t move. And kept my face buried, as if he couldn’t see me then.He stepped closer, his tone harsh. “Do you even know what time it is? How long can you starve yourself? Another day?”I kept quiet. My heart was pounding..“Your lover’s probably dining with Malachi now,” he said, sharp and satisfied. “Now that he’s gone, maybe you’ll come to your senses.”My hands tightened on the sheet. His words stu
Nyx’s PovI was already on my way to Gabriel’s study. Renz would be moved today, and I just wanted to beg—just once—to see him before they took him away.But as I got close, I stopped. His voice came through the half-open door, deep and smug, filled with triumph."Finally… everything I ever wanted is mine,” he said, laughter slipping through his tone. “With Renz out of the picture, things will be normal again. Once he’s gone—there’s no escaping Malachi’s grasp anyway.”My heart stopped. The words sank in, breaking me. I took a shaky breath and leaned closer.“I’ll be on my way right now." he added, sounding almost cheerful. “Wouldn’t miss his last ride for anything.”The call ended with a click, and before I could move, the door swung open.Gabriel stopped—his eyes narrowing when he saw me. “What are you doing here? Are you stalking me?” he hissed.“I—” My voice shook as I reached for his hand. “Please… take me with you.”He jerked away from my grip, disgust flashing across his face.
When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the flickering light above me. For a moment, I couldn’t remember where I was—until the smell of dust and metal reminded me I was still in that old power room.I sat up slowly, blinking at the small bed beneath me. A bed? I could’ve sworn I laid on the chair after cleaning Marco’s wound. Wait—was this here last night? I didn’t even notice it when I came in.“You’re awake.”My heart jumped. Oh God… Marco.His voice came from the corner, calm but deep. I turned and saw him sitting by the table, papers scattered in front of him, a few bandages at his side.And here I was, sleeping while the sick man watched over everything. How shameless of me. I rubbed my face quickly, trying to hide the blush creeping up my neck.“Good morning,” I said, slipping out of the bed. “How are you feeling today?”He looked up with a faint smile.. “Didn’t want to wake you,” he said softly. “But… shouldn’t you be at work?”I scratched the back of my neck, pretendi







