LOGINCHRISTINEThe call ended, but the weight of it didn’t.I lowered the phone slowly, my fingers still wrapped around it as if I hadn’t quite processed that it was over.Nathan was already looking at me not sharply or angrily but just watching. He overheard me and Kael's conversation over the phone and he must have heard me telling Kael that I got a message from Harlan days ago. “You never told me Harlan contacted you again.” His voice was calm, but there was something underneath it that made me look away first.“It wasn’t important,” I said, the excuse came out too quickly, too flat.“And the message from Harlan? That wasn’t important too?” he asked, his tone still even.I exhaled quietly, setting the phone down on the table beside me.“It didn’t matter.”Nathan let out a soft, humorless breath.“You keep saying that but somehow, it always matters enough for you to tell someone else.” He said and I frowned slightly. “That’s not what this is.”“Then what is it?”I didn’t answer immedi
KAELThe moment the car carrying Christine pulled away, something in me snapped. It wasn't loud or dramatic but sharp and clean like a line had been crossed.I stood there for a second longer than necessary, my gaze fixed on the empty space where she had been, before I turned and walked away.By the time I got back to my private quarters, the door barely had time to shut before my fist slammed into the nearest surface.The crack echoed and the wood splintered, the impact shot up my arm but I didn’t care.I had him right there and right in front of me and I still got nothing.My jaw clenched, my breathing tightening as the image replayed in my head—the man going still, his body dropping before I could even get a word out of him.There was no hesitation or fear, he chose death.My fingers curled into a fist again. “Damn it.”The word came out low and rough. Someone definitely trained them for that.It wasn't just loyalty or fear of being caught, it was training. That kind of obedienc
CHRISTINE“A car is waiting, it will take you back.”Kael’s voice was calm, like everything that had just happened had already been filed away in his mind.I looked at him for a second, searching for something but there was nothing beyond that usual composed expression.He wasn’t lingering on the failure nor was he explaining anything.He wasn’t even looking at me like I had just been used as bait in a situation that could have gone wrong in a hundred different ways.He was already moving on or maybe he didn't just want to talk about it. My jaw tightened slightly but I didn’t argue this time, there was no point.“Can you walk?” he added, almost as an afterthought, his gaze flicking briefly to my side where the bandage was hidden beneath my clothes.So this was the right to care about my wounds? He didn't think of that or even considered my injured state before thinking of using me as a bait. I wish I could say that to him but I wasn't ready to hear him explain anything because he al
STEPHANIEThe estate was quiet as usual as I stepped in. It was not the kind of quiet that came from peace but the kind that came from control.Every step I took across the polished floor echoed just enough to remind anyone listening that nothing here moved without intention. The guards stationed along the corridor didn’t look at me directly, but I could feel the shift in their attention as I passed. It was respect, expectation and something closer to caution.The doors to my father’s office were already open when I arrived.He was inside, seated behind his desk, reviewing something laid out in front of him with the same measured focus he applied to everything else. He didn’t look up immediately when I stepped in, which meant he already knew I was there.“Stephanie.”My name was enough acknowledgement. I walked in fully, letting the door close softly behind me.“You sent for me,” “I did.”He turned a page before finally lifting his gaze to meet mine. His eyes were calm and observa
CHRISTINEThe silence that followed his last breath didn’t feel normal and it didn’t feel like an ending either.It felt arranged.My eyes stayed on the body longer than necessary, not because I was disturbed, but because my mind was trying to make sense of what I was seeing.There was no struggle left in him, no final twitch, no reflex or anything that suggested he had been taken off guard.His body went completely still.I was too shocked to digest what just happened , this seemed hard to believe for a man who had been fighting seconds ago.Kael stepped closer first, his presence cutting into the space without effort. He didn’t touch the body immediately, he just looked at it like he already understood what I was still trying to piece together.Then he crouched slightly, eyes narrowing and that was when I saw it.A faint trace near the corner of the man’s mouth, it was something dark, almost unnoticed if you weren’t looking closely.Kael exhaled once through his nose.“He did it.
CHRISTINEThe pain woke me before the light did.It wasn’t as sharp as last night, but it was still there deep, steady, and unrelenting beneath my ribs.A constant reminder that my body wasn’t at full strength, no matter how much I willed it to be.I lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling and letting my breathing even out before I moved.Kael’s message from last night lingered in my mind.He asked me to prepare for a meeting without any details or explanation. Just a time, a location, and the expectation that I would be there.It didn’t feel like his usual approach, there was something about it, something too deliberate, careful and calculated.I pushed myself up slowly, ignoring the way the movement pulled at my side. My hand instinctively pressed against the bandage beneath my clothes as I swung my legs off the bed.Pain flared but I didn’t stop, if anything, it sharpened my focus.By the time I was standing in front of the mirror, adjusting my outfit with controlled moveme







