ANMELDENChapter 322The silence on the balcony was absolute, save for the whistling wind.Julian Mercer, the untouchable, aristocratic king of Europe’s tech sector, looked as though he had just been physically gutted. The color completely drained from his face, leaving his skin a sickly, ashen gray.He stared at Ethan, trying to find a bluff in the man’s steel-gray eyes. But there was no bluff. Ethan Cole was the apex predator of the digital world. If he said he had the encrypted files, he had them."You..." Julian stammered, the smooth British charm entirely shattered. "You hacked a sovereign government’s mainframe to get that data.""I did," Ethan admitted without an ounce of remorse. "I broke thirty international laws before breakfast yesterday just to make sure the man standing next to my queen was clean. You weren't. Now, you belong to me."Zara stepped out from behind Ethan, her eyes wide with shock and betrayal as she looked at Julian. "You embezzled money to build my company? Julian,
Chapter 321Ethan went perfectly, terrifyingly still.The wind howled across the terrace, whipping Zara’s dark hair around her face, but Ethan didn't even blink. His steel-gray eyes dilated, a cold, murderous darkness swallowing the irises completely.Julian knows.The realization hit Ethan’s system like a shot of pure adrenaline, overriding the agonizing chemical withdrawal. If Julian knew about Leo, then Julian had the power to detonate the bomb that would send Victor’s assassins straight to his son’s hospital bed."Did he threaten to tell Victor?" Ethan’s voice was no longer a whisper; it was a deadly, hollow rasp.Zara swallowed hard, wrapping her arms around her chest. "He gave me an ultimatum. Next month is the Global Tech Summit in Geneva. He said if I don't go with him, take Leo, and publicly announce our engagement... he will leak the paternity to the press."A low, visceral growl rumbled deep in Ethan’s chest. It wasn't human; it was the sound of a primal apex predator whose
Chapter 320The trap was sprung.Julian’s words were entirely coded, completely invisible to Victor and Chloe, but they hit Zara with the force of a freight train. He was publicly backing her into a corner. If she didn't agree to his blackmail—if she didn't agree to marry him and take Leo to Geneva Julian would accept Victor’s buyout. And once she was financially isolated, Julian would drop the bomb about Leo's paternity to destroy Ethan.Zara’s fingers gripped her linen napkin under the table until her knuckles turned white.Before she could form a response, a dark, mocking laugh cut through the dining room.Ethan leaned back in his chair, swirling his whiskey glass. He looked bored. Utterly, terrifyingly bored."Five percent?" Ethan asked, his gray eyes sliding lazily toward his uncle. "Victor, are you drinking before noon again? Mercer’s European infrastructure is archaic. His cloud networks run on servers that Cole Tech phased out three years ago. If you give him five percent, our
Chapter 319The word leftovers echoed through the grand foyer like a gunshot.For two agonizing seconds, there was dead silence. Even the string quartet seemed to miss a beat. The surrounding board members, socialites, and corporate sharks stared in stunned, breathless anticipation.Chloe’s perfectly powdered face cycled through a terrifying spectrum of colors from pale white to a violently mottled red. Her eyes bugged out, all pretense of high-society elegance vanishing as raw, ugly fury took over."You bitch," Chloe shrieked, her voice cracking.She lunged forward, raising her hand to deliver a ringing slap across Zara’s face.Zara didn't flinch. She didn't even blink. She just stood there, her chin raised, fully prepared to take the hit and then verbally eviscerate her stepsister in front of Seattle’s elite.But the blow never landed.A massive hand shot out of nowhere, catching Chloe’s wrist mid-air with the speed and precision of a striking cobra.The crowd gasped.Ethan had cros
Chapter 318The Cole Manor was ablaze with light.Dozens of luxury cars lined the circular driveway, their sleek chassis gleaming under the Seattle streetlamps. What was supposed to be a "private dinner" had morphed into an elite, high-society gathering. Victor Cole never missed an opportunity to display his wealth, turning the intimidation of Julian Mercer into a spectator sport for the city's one-percenters.Ethan stood by the grand staircase in the foyer, a crystal glass of sparkling water in his hand.He wore a bespoke charcoal suit that fit his massive frame perfectly, projecting an aura of untouchable, lethal power. No one in the room could see the physical hell he was enduring. The chemical withdrawal from the memory suppressants was a constant, blinding pressure behind his eyes. His skin felt too tight, and his heart occasionally skipped a painful beat—a side effect of the heavy beta-blockers keeping him upright."Darling, you look absolutely miserable," Chloe purred, sliding
Chapter 317Zara stood in her sprawling, minimalist penthouse overlooking the Seattle skyline, staring at her encrypted phone.It was 11:00 PM. Leo was safely asleep in the next room, guarded by Maria and two of Marcus’s best men, whom Zara had seamlessly integrated into her own security detail under the guise of new hires.The screen of her phone glowed with a single message from an untraceable number.[Victor found the decoy contracts. Cover is intact. But he invited Mercer to the Manor for dinner tomorrow night. It’s a trap to isolate you. Do not let him go. - E]Zara read the text three times.Her chest tightened. Ethan was navigating a minefield blindfolded, taking hits from his own family just to keep the crosshairs off her and Leo. The sheer, terrifying reality of their situation was settling into her bones. They were playing a high-stakes game of chess, and one wrong move meant death.But Julian Mercer was proving to be the wildest, most unpredictable piece on the board.He kn







