MasukI slowly placed my phone aside, then reached into my bag. "I still have something they left behind."I pulled out a silver chain. The metal had faded over the years, but I kept it polished as much as possible. "My parents gave it to me before they died.”Leonardo studied it carefully.I wrapped my fingers around the pendant."I don't even remember most of that day anymore.” My voice shook. "I was too young.”Then Leonardo quietly asked, "What happened?”"My parents supposedly died in a car accident." My voice trembled. "But my uncle didn't believe it.”Leonardo remained silent, listening."Then two days later, they came for him."Leonardo's eyes narrowed. "They?"I nodded. "Three men, they came asking for a key."Leonardo frowned. "A key?"I nodded again. "They kept saying my parents gave him a key.”I laughed weakly. "The problem was... my uncle didn't know what they were talking about.”I stared at the chain in my hands. Lost in memories I spent years trying to bury."My uncle hid m
"Wow," I muttered. "You switched personalities fast."Adrian ignored me. Leonardo glanced between us suspiciously. "What did I interrupt?""Nothing," Adrian answered so quickly it sounded suspicious.I bit back a laugh. "Absolutely nothing," I agreed.Leonardo looked unconvinced. Before he could question us further, Adrian spoke."We have a problem.”Leonardo's expression hardened. "What happened?”"The shooter poisoned himself this morning before we could question him.”"What?" Leonardo asked quietly."He had a capsule hidden in one of his teeth. By the time the guards realized what happened, it was too late.”A muscle ticked in Leonardo's jaw. "So whoever sent him made sure there won't be a loose end.”I suddenly felt cold, because that meant someone powerful was involved."What about Iris?" Leonardo asked. "Still refusing to cooperate."Adrian sighed. "She won't tell us who funded her but we traced the account used to transfer the money to her.”Leonardo immediately looked up. "An
The first thing I heard was the steady beeping of a machine.My head felt unbearably heavy. A dull throbbing spread through my entire body, making it feel impossible to move.I tried opening my eyes, but everything was blurry. The bright light above me hurt and keeping my eyes open felt impossible.I tried blinking several times until the room slowly came into focus. The ceiling above me looked unfamiliar. White and bright.The moment I attempted to move, a sharp pain shot through my shoulder and upper chest. A groan escaped my lips before I could stop it."Don't move." The deep voice instantly caught my attention.I slowly turned my head. Leonardo was sitting beside my bed and for a second I thought I was hallucinating. He looked terrible, his shirt was wrinkled, his jaw was covered in stubble. Dark circles sat beneath his eyes and he looked like someone who hadn't slept in days. The powerful, perfectly composed Leonardo Blackwood looked completely worn out.Relief flashed across his
Iris stood frozen beside the storage room door. Then slowly… she laughed, until she was practically shaking. The sound echoed through the warehouse.Not because anything was funny. It was the laugh of someone who had finally been caught and no longer cared.Damien frowned then glanced at me. "Okay, she's officially lost it.”Iris stopped laughing and her eyes locked on mine. "You want an explanation?" she asked. “Fine.”She folded her arms. "I've worked for Blackwood Enterprises for seven years.”Nobody interrupted. The warehouse had gone completely silent."For seven years, I stayed late at work, sacrificed my weekends, worked harder than everyone else, and did everything I was asked.”Her voice grew sharper and her eyes became wet with tears. "And when the PA position became available…”My stomach tightened. I already knew where this was going.I thought it was finally my turn.” Iris laughed again. "But then you showed up out of nowhere.” She pointed directly at me."No experience,
The worker was still talking on the phone. “No, I’m not panicking,” he whispered harshly. “I’m saying they found something.”I heard a woman’s muffled voice through the speaker but I couldn’t make out the words.Then the worker snapped. “Well maybe you should come deal with it yourself.”The call ended and the moment he turned and saw us standing there, his entire body froze. Panic flashed across his face before he quickly tried to hide it.“What are you doing here?” he asked.Damien folded his arms. “Interesting question.”The worker straightened. “I was just leaving.” He tried stepping past us.Damien moved into his path immediately. “No, you weren’t.”The worker forced out a laugh. “What do you mean?”I looked directly at him. “You were talking to Iris?.”For a split second, his expression cracked.Then it disappeared. “What?” he scoffed. “No.”“We heard you say her name.”“You heard wrong.” He held up his phone. “I was talking to my mom.”“Your mom’s name is Iris?” Damien asked d
After barely sleeping, I woke up exhausted. But the possibility of finally proving I was innocent gave me just enough strength to get out of bed.I showered quickly and headed straight to Damien’s room.I knocked once, and the door opened almost immediately.“You’re awake?” I asked, suprised.Damien looked offended. “Good morning to you too.”A tiny smile slipped onto my face. “Sorry,” I muttered. “Good morning.”He grabbed his car keys from the dresser. “You really thought I was going to let you deal with this alone?”Hearing him say that made my chest feel lighter.“You ready?” he asked.I nodded immediately.“Good,” he said, heading for the door. “Let’s go convince your least favorite bodyguard,”Adrian looked deeply annoyed the moment he opened the door. Especially when he saw me.“I don’t have time for this,” he said flatly.Damien frowned. “You don’t even know why we’re here.”“I know enough.” Adrian checked his watch. “And I’m not interested. Mr. Blackwood isn’t coming to the o
I stood outside the bedroom for a second, pushed my thoughts aside, and opened the door quietly.Madam Blackwood and Natalia were gone. Adrian stood beside the bed, talking quietly with Leonardo.Adrian stood near the window, arms crossed while Leonardo leaned weakly against the pillows. He looked
The maid froze mid-step.For a second, I thought I imagined it, then the voice came again. “Riley….”The voice sounded weak and hoarse, but unmistakably his.My head snapped toward the bed so fast my neck almost hurt.Leonardo was awake. His eyes were barely open, exhaustion written across his face
The next morning came with me still sitting near the front entrance, hoping Leonardo would walk in any second.The morning was quiet like the entire house was holding its breath.I hadn’t slept, not even for a second because all I could think about was Leonardo. The thought of him hurt somewhere I
Then just as quickly, she stepped back like she hadn’t said anything at all.“Come, Grandma,” she said sweetly, helping Madam Blackwood carefully. “You should rest.”Madam Blackwood gave me one final look.“We’ll continue this later.”The way she said it sounded like a warning.Before heading upsta







