MasukChapter 87"Not even a little bit," Rhys confirmed. "In fact, part of our negotiation will be explicitly excluding him from any financial mechanisms. Adrian knows Marcus's reputation is questionable—everyone in international finance knows that. He's tolerated as a useful connection, but nobody with real money trusts him with anything important. We'll be structuring this partnership to specifically route around Marcus's involvement."The relief was so intense it made Ravyn dizzy. If Marcus wasn't actually part of the partnership, if Rhys had no intention of working with him beyond this introduction, then exposing him wouldn't implicate Larsen Enterprises. The FBI investigation would find that Rhys had met with Marcus once, declined to partner with him, and moved on to work exclusively with Adrian.Clean. Defensible. Completely legitimate."Why did you let him present the financial structures then?" Ravyn asked, still processing. "If you're not planning to use him?""Professional courte
Chapter 86Marcus added commentary about the financial mechanisms that would enable the partnership—currency exchanges, investment vehicles, tax optimization strategies that would benefit both parties. He spoke with the confidence of someone who'd structured hundreds of similar deals, who understood international finance at levels that most people never accessed.And through it all, Ravyn participated professionally. Asked questions about risk assessment. Raised concerns about market volatility. Suggested alternative structures that might provide better protection for Larsen Enterprises' interests. Performed her job exactly as Rhys had hired her to do.But her mind was spinning with impossible calculations. If she exposed Marcus Chen in the next seventy-two hours, if she extracted his records and delivered them to the FBI as the blackmailer demanded, it would trigger an investigation. That investigation would examine all of Marcus's recent business dealings. Which would include this m
Chapter 85The tension in Larsen Enterprises was palpable the moment Ravyn stepped through the glass doors. Employees moved through the hallways with the kind of purposeful urgency that suggested something important was happening, something that required everyone to be at their best, something that couldn't afford mistakes or delays.Ravyn noted the atmosphere with the observation skills prison had honed to razor sharpness. Tight expressions. Hushed conversations. People carrying tablets and folders with the careful precision of individuals handling valuable or sensitive materials. Whatever was going on today wasn't routine business—it was significant enough to put the entire organization on edge.She made her way to her office, nodding to colleagues she'd begun to recognize over her brief time here. A few returned the greeting with distracted smiles. Others barely acknowledged her, too focused on whatever crisis or opportunity was demanding their attention.Her office was exactly as
Chapter 84She didn't see the black sedan parked across the street, windows tinted dark enough to hide the occupants. Didn't notice the figure in the backseat, phone in hand, jaw clenched with fury as he watched her drive away.But Miles saw her. Had been watching for the past hour, had witnessed her arrival, had seen through the car's camera system as she and Dante performed their goodbye at the door. Had watched his brother—his fucking brother—kiss and mark and claim the woman who was supposed to have been Miles's, who should have still been pining for him, who had no business looking that satisfied and thoroughly used."Keep following her," Miles instructed his driver through clenched teeth. "I want to know everywhere she goes, everyone she talks to, everything she does. And get me those photos from this morning. All of them."The driver—a professional investigator Miles had hired specifically for surveillance work—nodded and began transferring the images from his camera to Miles's
Chapter 83Dante walked her to the door, his expression understanding. "He'll be fine," he said quietly. "We'll play games and watch movies and I'll make sure he eats properly and takes his medicine and doesn't touch anything dangerous. And you'll be back in"—he checked his watch—"probably eight hours. Less if you can get away early.""I know," Ravyn said, but her chest was tight with the familiar anxiety of separation. "I just worry.""I know you do," Dante said. "But hey—look at me. I'm not entirely useless. Just because I like being fucked by men doesn't mean I can't protect a child. I'm still an Archer. We might be terrible people in general, but we know how to defend what's ours. And Rhysand is ours. I'd die before I let anything happen to him."The casual vulgarity mixed with fierce protectiveness was so quintessentially Dante that Ravyn found herself smiling despite her worry. "I know you would. And I trust you. It's just—""Just hard to leave him," Dante finished. "I get it. B
Chapter 82"Breathe," Ravyn laughed, pressing a kiss to his forehead. "We can do all of those things. But maybe we start with checking that you're feeling okay? No tummy aches or itchy spots or anything that feels weird?"This was their routine—the health check that Ravyn insisted on every time she saw him, the systematic assessment of his well-being that helped calm her constant anxiety about his severe allergies and the dozens of ways his small body could betray him without warning.Rhysand tolerated the questions with patient understanding, nodding seriously as he reported that yes, he felt good, no, nothing hurt, yes, he'd been careful about what he ate, no, he hadn't touched anything Papa Dante said was dangerous."He's been perfect," Dante confirmed from the doorway, where he'd been watching their reunion with a soft expression. "Elena's been excellent about the allergy protocols. And I've triple-checked everything that comes into this apartment. He's safe, Ravyn. I promise.""I







