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The Edge of Vengeance

Author: Peache
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-08 00:11:48

(Alexander’s POV )

The world outside had turned sharp and cold again. The kind of morning that carried the sting of unfinished business. I stood by the window of my study, watching the mist rise from the hills beyond the estate walls. My reflection stared back at me in the glass—tired eyes, jaw tight, the faint smear of dried blood along my sleeve.

I hadn’t slept in forty hours. I couldn’t. Not while Leclair was still breathing.

The body of his man had been taken care of—quietly. My people knew better than to leave traces. But that wasn’t what haunted me. What kept replaying in my mind was the way Isabella had looked at me after the gunfire stopped—fear tangled with love, confusion bleeding into defiance.

She didn’t understand. She didn’t see that every decision I made, every drop of blood I shed, was because of her.

Because I couldn’t lose her. Not again.

A soft knock broke the silence. I turned, voice low. “Come in.”

It was Rafael—my right hand, my oldest friend, and the only person
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