FAZER LOGINLEONARDO'S POVThe moment I stepped out of the car, I was met by a crowd.Police vehicles surrounded the area outside the boutique, while curious onlookers stood behind the barricades. An ambulance was parked near the entrance, its rear doors open as paramedics treated the wounded guard. But I barely noticed any of them.My eyes searched the crowd until I found Riley. She stood beside Sofia, pale and trembling. Sofia was crying openly, while Riley looked as though she was barely holding herself together. I crossed the distance between us. “Riley.”Her head snapped toward me. “Leonardo…”,I stopped in front of her. “Are you okay?”She opened her mouth, but nothing came out.I stepped closer. “Tell me what happened.”She wiped at her tears with trembling fingers and forced herself to speak.“We were leaving the boutique when two men attacked us. One shot the guard while the other stopped the driver. Then a vehicle arrived.” Her voice broke. “They went straight for Grandma.” “Did th
SEBASTIAN'S POVThe warehouse smelled of dust, rust, and dampness.Somewhere beyond the walls, water dripped at irregular intervals, each drop echoing through the empty building. Above me, a single bulb flickered, throwing unstable shadows across the room.But I barely noticed any of it. My attention was fixed on the woman sitting in the chair at the center of the room. Madam Blackwood.Her head rested against the back of the chair, her eyes still closed. Her hands were tied securely behind her back, and the sedative kept her unconscious.I smiled. This was better than I had imagined. For years, Leonardo Blackwood had been untouchable.Money, power, influence, security. He had everything a man could possibly need to protect himself. But everyone had a weakness, Leonardo's just happened to be sitting in front of me.I slowly walked around the chair, studying Madam Blackwood. It was strange seeing her like this.She looked nothing like the formidable woman I'd heard so much about. The
After gathering everything Grandma needed, we headed to a boutique.The moment we stepped inside Grandma’s entire mood changed. Her eyes lit up as she took in the rows of dresses, and suddenly she looked less like the stern woman I knew and more like a woman who had just discovered paradise. “Oh, look at this.” She hurried toward a rack of dresses.Sofia and I exchanged amused looks.Grandma pulled out a beautiful dress and held it against me. “This one.”I immediately shook my head. “No.”“Yes.”“Grandma, I don't need a dress.”“That wasn't what I asked.” She pushed the dress into my hands and pointed toward the changing room. “Go try it.”Sofia covered her mouth, barely holding back her laughter. “Just surrender, Riley.”I gave her an offended look. “You're supposed to be on my side.”“I am. That's why I'm telling you not to fight a losing battle.”A few minutes later, I stepped out wearing the dress, and Grandma's face brightened. “There.” She looked at Sofia triumphantly. “Tell
RILEY'S POVBy the time I stepped back into Blackwood Mansion, the weight I'd been carrying since the morning had eased slightly.Adrian had promised to look into what I'd seen, and for now, that was enough.Until he came back with something concrete, there was no reason for me to torture myself with possibilities.I went straight to Sofia’s room. I found her sitting on the edge of the bed, folding clothes into neat piles. She looked up the moment I entered. “There you are. Where have you been?”I dropped onto the bed beside her. “I went to see Adrian.”Her hands immediately stopped moving.“What happened?”I shook my head. “Nothing bad. I'll tell you about it later.”Sofia narrowed her eyes. “Fine. But I'm still waiting for the story about your meeting Grandma Blackwood.” I laughed softly. “You're too curious.”“Of course I am. Tell me.”I told her everything—the apology, the way Grandma admitted she'd believed Natalia without giving me a chance to defend myself, and how she'd con
The moment I returned to my room, my thoughts began chasing each other in endless circles. I paced back and forth across my bedroom, my footsteps muffled by the thick carpet beneath my feet. Every few seconds, I'd stop at the window, only to turn around and start pacing again.No matter how hard I tried to bury the memory, it clawed its way back. It almost felt as if I were back in that ambulance again— being pushed into the ambulance by the fake doctor and his sleeve sliding back… just enough for me to see the tattoo on his arm.Damien couldn't possibly be involved. He'd been nothing but kind to me. When almost everyone else doubted me, he stood beside me, comforted me, and even made me laugh when I thought I'd forgotten how.I squeezed my eyes shut.But… I knew what I'd seen. The same tattoo, in the same place, on the arm of the hooded man Damien had been speaking to in the garden.I stopped pacing. “No…”What if I was wrong and there were hundreds of people with the same tattoo?I
RILEY'S POVNatalia's voice echoed through the mansion long after she was dragged out.“You'll regret this, Leonardo!”“And you... I'll make you wish you'd never met him!”The threats lingered in my ears even after the front doors slammed shut.Then… a heavy, almost suffocating silence settled over Blackwood Mansion.It was finally over or at least, I wanted to believe it was.I ran toward the staircase intending to escape everyone's prying eyes.I kept my face expressionless as servants quietly stepped aside to let me pass. Some looked at me with sympathy. Others lowered their heads in embarrassment.I reached my bedroom door, pushed it open, stepped inside, and quietly closed it behind me.The moment the latch clicked… the strength I had been clinging to shattered.A sob escaped my lips before I could stop it. I covered my mouth with trembling hands as tears blurred my vision.Everything that had happened over the past few days came crashing down on me all at once. Everything had ha
was still looking at the ring that had rolled out of my bag, when the sound of footsteps echoed through the hallway. The corridor went silent the moment Leonardo arrived. Clarisse froze and the other maid straightened instantly, bowing their heads. Leornado stood there, his gaze sweeping over
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







