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Chapter 65
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Luca made it all the way to the eastern wing before the obsession overtook him completely.He slowed at the long gallery hallway that overlooked the interior courtyard. Marble statues lined the wall like silent witnesses. Outside, the last pink threads of sunset were fading behind glass.And then...A shape. Moving past the other side of the gallery. A dark figure just barely visible through the arch.Tall. Broad shoulders. Crisp black suit.Luca’s heart stopped.Him.It had to be.He took off down the hallway before he could think. His steps echoed off the polished floors like warning shots.He rounded the corner.But...The corridor was empty.Only a brief shuffle of footsteps vanishing into the stairwell beyond.Luca froze at the top of the landing, breath ragged.The echo faded.He stood there, hand braced on the cold marble banister, feeling completely unhinged.Like a man chasing a memory that kept slipping between his fingers.And maybe that’s what Asher had become, not a pers
The Wrong Kind Of Right Chapter 69
Luca was looking.He didn’t even pretend otherwise.In the morning, he pulled up Wolfguard’s contracted documents, rereading every name. Every alias. Every firm detail.There it was again:K. Wolfe.Lead security operative. American accredited. Background sealed.It could be coincidence.Could be nothing.But it wasn’t.He couldn’t shake it. The man he saw wasn’t just some hired gun with a strong jaw and a stiff posture. It was him.It had to be.Asher was the only person who had ever looked at him like that.Like Luca’s very presence was both a bruise and a betrayal.Like a wound remembering the knife that made it.He had to know.He asked discreetly. Pushed inquiries past Serena’s staff, past Paolo’s security director. Masked it under protocol.“How was the lead operative selected?”“Why isn’t he visible in today’s walkthroughs?”“Why does Wolfguard operate under closed aliases?”No one gave him what he needed.Julian, when he crossed paths with him again, was polite. Unreadable. Im
The Wrong Kind Of Right Chapter 68
Luca sat beneath a chandelier that cost more than most people’s homes.Polished cutlery. Crystal glasses. Handwritten place cards in gilded ink. Every seat at the grand table was filled with someone important, an ambassador, an oil heir, a defense minister’s son with a habit of stirring wars with words and wine.But Luca heard none of it.The world had dulled to static.The only sound that mattered was the silence left behind after a glance that nearly broke him.It couldn’t be him.It was the first thing he thought.It couldn’t be.Not here. Not now. Not after everything.He hadn’t seen Asher Hartwell in two years. Not in photographs. Not in tabloids. Not even in dreams, because Luca didn’t allow himself to dream anymore. Not about him.And yet...Across the room, standing just outside the golden spill of ballroom light, broad shouldered, sharp jawed, silent like a blade...That was him.It had to be.The eyes.The stillness.The gravity.Luca had only caught them for a second, a fla
The Wrong Kind Of Right Chapter 67
Asher stood, walked to the coffee machine, poured black espresso with the same mechanical calm he used to disassemble rifles.The steam curled upward, warm and silent.Julian spoke again, slower this time. “He asked if you’d be back for the summit.”“Did you lie?”“I told him the truth.”Asher took a long sip. “Then let him brace for it.”Another pause. Another breath too loud in the space between them.“You could’ve seen him,” Julian said. “You had a hundred chances today.”“I didn’t want to.”“Bullshit.”Asher’s jaw ticked. But he said nothing.Julian sat down across from him. His voice dropped, low, firm. “I’ve seen you with bullets in your shoulder and blood in your eyes and you still didn’t flinch. But one name, one look, and suddenly you’re watching doorways like they’re traps.”Asher met his gaze. “I’m doing my job.”“No, you’re doing a performance. And poorly.”A muscle twitched in Asher’s cheek.Julian didn’t back down. “You can lie to me, Wolfe. But don’t lie to yourself.”T
The Wrong Kind Of Right Chapter 66
Luca stepped out of the black town car and into the cooling dusk of the Virelli estate.The courtyard lights had just flickered on, amber glows tracing the stone pathways, the garden walls, the edges of the marble fountain that stood like a relic from another century.Everything was immaculate. As always. As expected.His security detail murmured updates into their earpieces, keeping their distance while still closing ranks. No press. No photographers. No Serena.Just him.He adjusted the cuff of his suit, straightened his posture, and inhaled deeply. The estate smelled like lavender and stone. Familiar. Claustrophobic.He hated it.Even now, even after all these years, the house felt more like Paolo’s voice than his own. And tonight, that voice echoed in every room. The summit had turned the estate into a fortress, more guards, more protocol, more lies.Luca entered the west corridor and made his way through the main hall, footsteps quiet on the marble floors.He didn’t need to be to
The Wrong Kind Of Right Chapter 65
The Virelli estate was nothing short of opulent.It sprawled across a private hillside on the outskirts of Rome, where the city’s ancient charm gave way to sleek, modern wealth. The estate itself was a fortress disguised as a palace, high walls, sprawling terraces, manicured gardens, and an architectural blend of tradition and innovation. Every angle screamed power, influence, and untouchability.It was Asher’s job to dismantle that illusion.Or rather, Kieran Wolfe’s.He stood at the estate’s main entrance, flanked by his team: Julian, sharp and observant as ever; Rhea, their tech lead with piercing green eyes and a voice like cold steel, and Malik, an imposing figure who rarely spoke but didn’t need to. Together, they were the core of Wolfguard’s Rome detail, a handpicked group meant to blend in and disappear while staying three steps ahead of any threat.A private butler ushered them inside, his polished shoes clicking softly against the marble floor. “The head of household securit
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