LOGINDamien's expression darkened. “How many?"“More than thirty.” The guard replied between heavy breaths.Adrian's hand instinctively went to the gun beneath his jacket. “He came prepared.”I looked at Leonardo, confusion knotting in my chest. “How did he know we were here so quickly?”His jaw clenched. “This only proves one thing…” His voice turned dangerously calm. “His informant is closer to us than I thought.”Damien drew his weapon. "We have to move, we didn't bring any men, if we stay here, they'll surround us.”Leonardo turned to me. “Riley.” He placed the tiny silver key into my hand. “Put it back in the necklace.”I slid the key inside the hidden compartment, before fastening the necklace around my neck once again.Leonardo cast a final glance around the vault. “Lock it.”The enormous steel door groaned shut. The locking mechanism echoed through the underground chamber and sealed itself once more.Leonardo pulled out his gun and looked at us. “Let's go.”Together we rushed towar
Leonardo wasted no time. He called Adrian and Damien into the study. One look at the tiny silver key resting in Leonardo's palm was enough for them to understand. Adrian's eyes widened for a second before he recovered. Damien stepped forward, staring at the key as though he couldn't quite believe it existed.“So...” Damien said quietly, “after all these years we finally found it.”“Get the cars ready, we’re leaving for the vault.”Within minutes, the four of us were on our way. I sat beside Leonardo in the back seat while Adrian drove and Damien occupied the passenger seat.The drive was quieter than I expected. No one spoke much.Nearly forty minutes later, the car slowed before a towering steel gate hidden deep inside one of the Blackwood family's private estates.Unlike the mansion, this place looked more like a military compound than a residence with high concrete walls surrounding the property. Security cameras covered every angle and armed guards stood watch from elevated tower
I reached Leonardo's study and lifted my hand to knock. Before my knuckles touched the door, Damien's voice drifted through the narrow gap left by the half-closed door.“You're really going to keep avoiding her?”I froze.After a long silence, Leonardo answered “...Yes.” His voice was calm, stripped of its usual warmth. “It's what's best for her.”My brows knitted together. Avoiding me?Damien let out a frustrated sigh. “No… it's what's easiest for you.”“I've made my decision.”“You can't keep making decisions for Riley.” Damien's tone grew firmer. “She deserves to know the truth.”“I know.”“Then tell her.”“I can't.” Frustration slipped into Leonardo's voice, surprising me. Damien refused to back down. “You're pushing away the one person who wants to stand beside you.”Leonardo let out a quiet, bitter laugh. “And after she knows everything…” He said softly “...she won't.”“That's not your decision to make.” Damien's voice softened. “Tell her the truth... then let her decide.”My
I don't know how long I remained in Leonardo's study. By the time I finally stood, my chest felt strangely heavy.I had come looking for him because I wanted to see him. Instead, I left with more questions than answers.The promises he'd whispered. None of it matched the man who had just walked away from me without even looking back.I forced myself to stop thinking about it. Maybe he really was busy. Maybe I was simply overthinking everything.Taking a deep breath, I made my way back toward my room. As soon as I pushed the door open, I froze.Avery stood beside her bed, folding clothes into a travel bag. Her suitcase lay open on the mattress, already half full.I stared at her. “What are you doing?”She looked up. “I'm leaving.”My heart sank. “...What?”She lowered another dress into the suitcase before quietly zipping one side.“I can't stay here anymore.”I walked toward her. “Why?”She let out a tired sigh. “You already know why.”I shook my head. “No, I don't.” I walked farther
Adrian placed a brown file on my desk. “We've identified the men responsible for the accident twenty years ago.”My brow furrowed. “What accident?”He looked at me for a long second before answering. “Riley's parents' accident.” I felt my jaw tightened.He opened the file, removed an old, faded photograph, and slid it across the desk.Four men stood together outside what looked like a warehouse. Time had faded the picture, but not enough to hide their faces.I recognized one of them immediately. Sebastian's father.My grip tightened around the edge of the desk. “Who are the other three?” I asked quietly.Adrian's expression hardened. “Those three are the men Sebastian's father hired to carry out the attack on Riley's parent and uncle.” He pointed at each face one after another.A cold chill crawled down my spine.“We've confirmed the motive.” Damien stepped closer. “Riley's father refused to hand over the key to your father's vault.”Every word landed like another blow to my chest.R
The room fell silent after Leonardo's words. His voice was calm, yet it carried a quiet menace that sent a chill through me. I followed his gaze toward the shattered doorway before looking back at him. His jaw was tight, his expression unreadable and the warmth that had filled his eyes only moments ago had vanished, replaced by determination and rage.Around us, Blackwood’s men moved swiftly through the building, securing every remaining guard. Adrian barked orders while several men dragged the unconscious captives outside. Within minutes, the entire factory wing was under Blackwood control.Leonardo however, didn't move. His hand remained firmly wrapped around mine, as though letting go even for a second might mean losing me all over again. Adrian cleared his throat. “We should leave, Boss.”Leonardo nodded once before turning back to me. He looked into my eyes for a long moment before speaking. “Let's go home.”Home. I hadn't realized how desperately I'd needed someone to say thos
I turned and walked back to my desk without looking at anyone. Still, I could feel the subtle shift in the room. The quiet attention. I sat down, pulled my laptop closer, and stared at the blank screen. I had to write a proposal for a major contract, from start to finish.I exhaled slowly and ope
The knock came again. I stood in the middle of the room, breath uneven and my palms damp, I stared at the door contemplating whether to open the door or not. I reached for the door knob, my fingers trembling, I twisted the door knob and the door swung open. Leonardo stood there, his expression u
I stood frozen on the porch, the envelope clenched so tight in my fist my knuckles burned. Leonardo Blackwood The name echoed in my head. My pulse roared in my ears, drowning out the distant hum of the city. Avery was slumped against the doorframe behind me, half awake and unconscious. My vi
RILEY’S POV “Third heist of the month,” I shouted, raising an invisible glass with my free hand. “Here’s to many more.” “To our gaddamn luck,” Avery fired back, unleashing that low, wicked laugh of hers— the kind that cut through the adrenaline and had me laughing right along with her, despite







