로그인Damian’s situation.At the hotel.Spring was slowly stirring outside the window of the hotel where Damian was staying. Rain had been falling since dawn, wetting the glass balcony that opened onto the city. Damian had just finished a meeting with Moreau-Europe investors when he returned to his office.His cell phone was not on his desk.Damian’s eyebrows tightened. “Where’s my phone?”Viona stood up too quickly—too nervously. “I just... took it because it kept vibrating. I was afraid it would disturb your meeting.”Damian noticed her fingers were still trembling. He took a step forward, and Viona unconsciously took half a step back.“Why are the call logs missing?” Damian’s voice dropped an octave, cold and icy.“I—I accidentally touched—“Before Viona could finish her lie, Damian’s phone vibrated again.A message appeared on the screen.LUNA: Mr. Cassel... Enola collapsed. There’s a lot of blood. I’ve taken her to the hospital. Please come back immediately.Damian’s expression chang
The spring breeze slowly entered through the crack in Damian’s office window, carrying the scent of cherry blossoms that had just bloomed in the Cassel Manor courtyard. However, among the beautiful colors of spring, one thing felt strange—a coldness that did not come from the weather. That coldness came from Enola.They hadn’t spoken for three days.Damian stood staring at his phone screen. He had sent Enola three messages since morning, all of which were unread. He closed his eyes for a moment, feeling something pierce his chest—a feeling he rarely experienced in his life.Guilt.Worry.Fear of losing Enola in her own emotional world.Why was she pulling away like this? Why did she seem... afraid?Damian exhaled deeply, massaging the bridge of his nose.“The meeting is about to start,” said William, his secretary, who had just entered his office. “You look... messed up.”Damian glanced at him. “Enola isn’t answering me.”William raised his eyebrows. “Are you two fighting?”Damian w
Spring arrived with temperatures that were still bitterly cold. Still, the branches in the Moreau family mansion’s yard were beginning to show their first green buds. The morning air was filled with the damp scent of thawing soil, and the wind carried magnolia scent from the east side of the yard.Cassel’s private jet landed at the Moreau private airport, and the news of Damian Cassel’s arrival—heir to the Cassel Group and eldest grandson of the Moreau family—shook the entire mansion.Evelyn waited in the large sitting room of the Moreau mansion, her face pale, her shoulders wrapped in a thin blanket. As soon as Damian and Enola entered, Evelyn stood up, surprised and relieved.“You guys... why didn’t you let me know first?” Evelyn’s voice trembled, but her eyes sparkled.Damian approached, bent down, and kissed his grandmother’s forehead.“You’re sick, Grandma. How could I stay there or at the Cassel mansion while my family was in danger?”Enola put her hand on Evelyn’s shoulder.“
The guests screamed. The sound of chairs falling echoed. Lights shook the ceiling. Damian immediately grabbed Enola and covered her entire body with his own.“Enola, don’t look at anything,” he whispered coldly and tensely.Bullets whizzed past and hit the marble pillars a few meters away from them. Stone fragments were scattered like glass sand.Enola was silent, her body shaking violently—and then...The nightmare returned.The flash of the accident. The sound of brakes. Blood. The crash. The sound of breaking glass. An arm over her body. Darkness.Enola’s breathing was ragged.“Da... Damian—“She tried to take a breath, but her chest tightened instead, as if the world had shrunk in a matter of seconds.A panic attack. PTSD. Brutally triggered.Damian felt the change immediately.“Hey, baby, look at me. Focus on my voice.”But Enola heard nothing. Her vision blurred, and the voices of the people around her turned into distant echoes she couldn’t understand. She shivered, her hands r
Winter will soon come to an end. However, the snow is still falling heavily and slowly. The wind feels colder even though all this will soon be over. Some people hope that something will end quickly, such as the war that will soon be extinguished.The old airport on the southern outskirts of the city looked like a ghost building—the runway lights flickered, only a blanket of snow was visible, as if the universe itself was holding its breath. A black helicopter with its rotors still spinning waited at the end of the runway, while the cold wind blew and the snow piled up on the ground like a stage for the final act of this war.“Target moving to evacuation point. Twenty seconds to helicopter,” Reo’s voice sounded firm over the radio.Enola monitored from the command vehicle, holding her tension. Damian stood beside her, his body covering part of the window like a human shield.Lysander’s footsteps cut through the darkness. He ignored the snow on his expensive coat, his face tense. He pe
Snow had been falling heavily since noon, making the night sky look like a sheet of cracked ash. The city still bore the scars of the cold war between Adrian and Clarisse—and now both of them were at a point of no return.Clarisse moved faster than anyone expected. From her hiding place, she contacted her old network and began spreading underground rumors:“Adrian Cassel is preparing a silent coup.He wants to overthrow the Montgomery family.He wants to control all of the world’s black market businesses.”The rumors spread like poison. Within hours, European and Middle Eastern shadow agents picked up on the rumors. Even the Montgomery elders began to grow suspicious.At Adrian’s mansion, Lucian’s father came to see him directly from abroad. The rumors spreading about Adrian and dragging his family into it prompted Lucian’s father to confirm it directly, and the conversation became tense.“Adrian... is this true?” asked Lucian’s father, staring at Adrian with a sharp, intimidating g







