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Prologue
"Good afternoon," we all said in unison. I didn't look at him right away because my pen fell, and I had to pick it up from the floor. "Are you spacing out? You miss him, don't you?" Jacky teased me. I looked at her from staring at the onion I've been holding for a while now, but it's still whole. I'm cooking spaghetti for this friend of mine. "What are you talking about?" "Oh, come on! Pretending again! I know your Jace loves spaghetti!" She poked my side while moving her eyebrows. "Stop it!" I said, laughing and pretending to throw the onion at her. She ran to the other side of the kitchen to avoid it. I just shook my head when I saw her still teasing eyes. I just rolled my eyes and looked away. She rested her chin on her hand and put her arms on the back of the chair and became serious. "But seriously, Arrienne, don't you miss him?" She stared at me and waited for my answer. "No," I answered without looking at her. I don't miss him. I don't miss him. I won't miss him. Never! Who am I kidding?! Chapter One Jeez! It's Monday, and I'm sweating from running! I'm late. I'm sure she's going to scold me again. It's so annoying. "Good morning." I greeted the receptionist while walking fast. I didn't wait for her to answer my greeting and went inside. I've been working here at Good Financing Company for two months now. I'm in the Accounting Department. Specifically, in the Bank Recon Team. There are three of us in that team, plus our grumpy biser. "Arrienne! You're late today," Carl said. He's courting me even though I told him it's not possible. We're in the same department. He's also in accounting but in a different team. He's in AR Posting. "Ahh, traffic," I answered. He walked beside me as I walked fast. "Ahh, is that so? Let's go out later, Arrienne," he said. I stopped walking and looked at him. He asks me out almost every day. "I can't. I need to go home early later." I answered and just shook my head and continued walking. "Come on, just for today. I've been asking you out for a long time," he insisted. I just rolled my eyes and ignored him. He'll just ruin my day with his nagging. Well, he's good-looking. Kind, patient, smart... but I just don't like him. I don't feel anything for him. I don't want to give him false hope. I immediately fixed my things when I got to my working station. Thankfully, it seems like the witch Biser isn't here yet. "Hey Arrienne! I have gossip for you!" I looked at Karen. We're on the same team, and Lucy, who I saw putting on makeup at her station. I laughed a little. She's always excited about gossip! "What is it?" I asked. "The new boss is super handsome! Our new boss. I heard he's a hunk. Girls will drop their panties!" she said with matching kilig. As if she's seen him. "It's gossip, right? So it's probably not true," I said, shaking my head. "What do you mean not true? He's upstairs now. The others have seen him, so it's not gossip anymore. It's a fact." "Fine, I'll believe you," I said while logging in to my PC. "But I think he's married. Even if he's handsome, I'm sure he has someone." I said the last sentence in a whisper. "What are you talking about? I heard he's only 29 and..." she raised her index finger and moved it. "Single! No wife, no boyfriend, no one. Where else can you find that?" "Maybe he's gay." "You're so bitter! You'll drool when you see him later." "Crazy! I'm not into handsome guys. Those guys are usually cheaters." I sat down on my chair and started opening the files I needed. "Cheater right away? You're so judgmental." "It's so early, and you're already gossiping." We looked at the door when Ms. Bisor entered. Karen immediately went back to her seat. "You, Arrienne, you're late again," she pointed at me. "That's your second time this month." As if she's not late. I even got here before her. "Sorry, ma'am, it won't happen again," I said. She's so dramatic. As if she's not late. I even got here before her. "Make sure of it!" She walked towards her station. "Anyway girls, our new boss will be passing by later. We have to impress him. Fix your stations." "Yes, Ma'am." It was afternoon when we heard that the new "boss" was starting to tour the building. He first went to the other departments on the second floor of the building. "Girls, Sir is in the other department. Fix yourselves," said our boss. "Yes, ma'am," I said lifelessly. I'm not interested. I don't care who he is. Just pay me well. "What kind of answer is that, Arrienne? What if he talks to you and you answer like that?" Bisor reprimanded me. She really has it out for me, doesn't she? She's probably insecure about my beauty. She's always scolding me. It's so annoying. "I'm sorry, Ma'am." I said, smiling at her. She's so dramatic. What, she's going to fire us all if he doesn't like our greeting? Hello? "Good afternoon." A moment later, someone spoke from the door. When I looked up, I saw the three of them looking like they were about to faint. Even Ms. Sungit was the same. I couldn't see the person at the door because my station was facing away from it. I slowly turned towards the door. Standing there, smiling at us, was the new boss. Behind him was Mae, his secretary. I was stunned. I felt my chest tighten at what I saw. Oh my God. This can't be happening!JACE’S POVThe metal door slammed behind me, locking out the world—and locking Dominic in with me.He sat on the steel chair, wrists cuffed to the table, head hanging low. Blood dried in streaks down his cheek. His breathing was uneven, but his stare… his stare was steady when he finally raised his eyes.“You’re going to torture me, aren’t you?” he whispered.“No,” I answered, pulling another chair and sitting across from him.I let that sink in.Dominic swallowed, confused. “Then why am I here?”I leaned forward.“Because I don’t need to torture you to break you.”His jaw tightened.I placed Cal’s dog tag on the table.Dominic froze.His eyes widened—pain, guilt, disbelief all crushing him at once.“You were too late,” I said, voice low. “Cal is dead.”Dominic inhaled sharply, the air catching in his throat like shards of glass.He didn’t blink.He didn’t breathe.He just stared at the dog tag as if it could bring Cal back.“He was there,” Dominic whispered. “He—he tried to—”“He die
ARRIENNE’S POVThe hallway still smelled of gunpowder and blood.Cal’s body lay on the floor, eyes half-open, as if he was still watching over Janna. Jace had already pulled me and the children into his arms, but I couldn’t stop staring at Cal’s face.The guilt drilled itself deeper into my chest.We trusted him.He protected us.He betrayed us.But then he saved our daughter with his last breath.How were we supposed to grieve a man who broke us and saved us in the same heartbeat?Janna sobbed into my chest, clutching my shirt. Her tiny hands trembled.“Mama… Uncle Cal is sleeping?”God.I swallowed hard, forcing steadiness into my voice.“No, son… he’s resting now. He saved you. He was very brave.”She cried harder. I held her tighter.My infant son woke with all the noise, crying softly. Jace picked him up, rocking him gently, trying to shieldour children from the surrounding darkness.But I saw it.The way Jace’s jaw tightened.The way his eyes kept flicking back to Cal’s still b
ARRIENNE’S POVGunfire crackled through the corridors like lightning ripping through sky.I ran toward the sound—toward Jace—because every instinct in my body told me something was horribly wrong.“Stay inside!” I shouted to the medic who was tending to my infant son. I slammed the door shut and twisted the lock. “Don’t open for anyone except me or Jace!”Janna clung to my shirt earlier, but Cal had carried her to another room. Now I couldn't find either of them.I tried calling Cal on the radio, but the line was dead.Static.Dread settled in my gut.The deeper I ran, the quieter the halls felt, as if the very walls were holding their breath.Until—CLICK.I froze.That sound.A gun cocking.I spun toward the left hallway—And saw him.Cal.Holding Janna.His hand over her mouth.A gun pressed against her tiny head.I felt the world screech to a halt.“CAL!” I screamed.His expression didn’t change. Cold. Detached. As if the man who had protected us for years had never existed.“Don’
JACE’S POVNathan Vasquez.Standing less than ten meters away.Gun pointed at my wife.At my children.There were moments in a man’s life when instinct took over—pure, animalistic instinct. I felt it rise in my throat, in my pulse, in every muscle ready to tear him apart.“Move the family,” I said quietly to Cal. “Now.”Cal nodded, shifting his stance, preparing to grab Arrienne and the kids and jump into the armored vehicle behind us.Nathan smirked.“You won’t shoot, Jace.” His tone was maddeningly calm. “Because you know the moment you pull that trigger, my men will unload on your family.”“Your men are dying,” I hissed.“Yes,” he said with a shrug, “expendable ones. I still have the important pieces in place.”Pieces.My mind sharpened instantly.The mole.Someone was feeding him intel—someone close. Someone who knew our routes. Our timing.My jaw clenched as Nathan raised his gun slightly.“Step aside,” he said, “and I’ll let your wife walk out alive.”I aimed straight at his for
ARRIENNE’S POVThe night felt strange.Too quiet.Too still.The kind of silence that doesn’t calm—it warns.Jace coordinated the relocation of our family with sharp precision. The safe house buzzed with footsteps, murmured directives, and the click of weapons being loaded. Every guard moved with urgency, scanning corners, sealing windows, checking escape routes.I held my newborn close, her tiny heartbeat tapping against my collarbone, a soft contrast to the storm brewing outside.Janna clung to my left leg. “Mommy… where are we going?”“Somewhere safer, baby,” I whispered, kissing her forehead.“Is it because of the evil men?”I paused.Children had a way of seeing through everything.“Yes,” I admitted. “But Daddy will protect us. I will protect you. Always.”She nodded bravely, but her small hand tightened around mine.Cal entered the room briskly. “Ma’am Arrienne, the convoy is ready. Jace says you’re leaving first.”I frowned. “What about Dominic? He can’t be moved yet.”Cal’s ja
ARRIENNE’S POVDominic’s body collapsed into Cal’s arms before he could take another step toward us. I rushed forward despite Cal’s warnings, my heart pounding painfully against my ribs. Janna peeked from the door behind me, clutching the frame with small trembling fingers, but I signaled her to stay back.Blood coated Dominic’s arms. His clothes were torn. His skin was gray—like he’d been starved of sunlight, hope, and air.“Get him inside!” I commanded.The guards moved quickly, lifting him carefully, but his eyes found mine before he lost consciousness.“A-Arrienne…” His voice cracked, barely a whisper. “He’s coming. I tried… I tried to stop him.”My stomach churned.Nathan.The storm I’d felt wasn’t just intuition—it was a warning.We dragged Dominic into the safe house, laying him on the couch as Mateo called for the medics. Jace’s office door opened violently, the sound echoing like a gunshot.“What the hell—?”The moment Jace saw Dominic, he froze mid-step.His hand curled slow







