บททั้งหมดของ Kiss The Enemy : บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

The safe house’s rooftop was a fragile sanctuary, the city’s skyline a bruised canvas under dusk’s heavy veil. Kai Castellano leaned against a rusted railing, his black jacket unzipped, his icy blue eyes haunted by Lorenzo’s betrayal. The documents from Viktor Crane’s mansion, uncovered in their raid, confirmed his father’s role in the Order of Cinders, orchestrating hits on rivals—including Kai’s mother. The sniper’s escape, warning of retaliation, loomed over their empire—Castellanos and La Rosa Nera. Kai’s jaw clenched, their passionate night, Gianna’s fierce love, a flame that burned through his fear of becoming his father.Gianna Moretti stood beside him, her leather jacket loose, her emerald eyes fierce but tender, her braid loose in the evening breeze. Her command of La Rosa Nera, a defiance of tradition, was a spark that ignited Kai, their shared pain—Lorenzo’s betrayal of their mothers—binding them closer. Her hand found his, their fingers entwining, her voice soft, fierce. “

The coastal safe house crouched against a jagged cliff, its weathered walls battered by the sea’s relentless pulse. Kai Castellano crouched behind a dune, his black jacket blending with the night, his icy blue eyes scanning the Order of Cinders’ stronghold. Irina Kohl’s escape from the summit, her vow of revenge, burned in his mind, threatening their empire—Castellanos and La Rosa Nera. Lorenzo’s betrayal, confirmed by documents linking him to their mothers’ deaths, haunted Kai, but Gianna’s love, sealed in their penthouse confession, anchored him. His jaw clenched, her fierce resolve a flame that burned through his fear.Gianna Moretti knelt beside him, her leather jacket unzipped, her emerald eyes blazing with focus, her braid tight. Her command of La Rosa Nera, a defiance of tradition, was a spark that ignited Kai, their shared pain binding them closer. She checked her gun, her voice low, fierce. “We take Irina alive, Kai. She’s the key to the Order’s endgame.”Kai’s hand brushed h

London’s underbelly pulsed with danger, its fog-choked alleys a maze of deceit. Kai Castellano moved through a shadowed nightclub, posing as a Sicilian buyer, his tailored suit sharp, his icy blue eyes scanning for Julian Harrow’s lieutenants. The Architect’s shadow, revealed by Irina Kohl’s taunts, loomed over their empire—Castellanos and La Rosa Nera—his global reach threatening chaos. Lorenzo’s betrayal, tying him to their mothers’ deaths, haunted Kai, but Gianna’s desperate kiss in the safe house anchored him. His jaw clenched, their love a flame that burned through the city’s treachery.Gianna Moretti glided beside him, her sleek black dress a disguise, her emerald eyes gleaming with focus, her braid hidden under a chic updo. Her command of La Rosa Nera, a defiance of tradition, was a spark that ignited Kai, their shared pain binding them closer. She flashed a smile at a rival lieutenant, her voice honeyed, charming. “We’re here to talk business—Harrow’s terms.”Kai’s hand tensed

London’s east side was a labyrinth of rusted warehouses, the fog thick with the stench of betrayal. Kai Castellano moved through the shadows, his black jacket blending with the night, his icy blue eyes locked on the Order of Cinders’ safe house where Derek Vieri, the traitor, hid. The Architect’s shadow, linked to Luca’s encrypted comms, threatened their empire—Castellanos and La Rosa Nera—with a plan to seize global ports. Alessio’s death in an Order hit and Lorenzo’s betrayal, tying him to their mothers’ murders, fueled Kai’s rage. Gianna’s grief, her trembling touch in the safe house, anchored him. His jaw clenched, their love a flame that burned through his anger.Gianna Moretti crept beside him, her leather jacket unzipped, her emerald eyes sharp but heavy with Alessio’s loss, her braid tight. Her command of La Rosa Nera, a defiance of tradition, was a spark that ignited Kai, their shared pain binding them closer. She gripped her knife, her voice low, fierce. “We take Derek alive

The gala at the rival syndicate’s London manor was a glittering trap, its chandeliers casting light on a den of wolves. Kai Castellano stood at the bar, his tailored suit sharp, his icy blue eyes scanning the crowd for The Architect’s operatives. Rosa’s plan to stage a public rift with Gianna, luring the Order of Cinders’ shadowy leader, was a gamble, but the dock siege and The Architect’s vendetta against Kai’s bloodline demanded bold moves. Lorenzo’s betrayal and Alessio’s death fueled his resolve, but Gianna’s fierce kiss at the docks anchored him. His jaw clenched, their love a flame that burned through the deception.Gianna Moretti glided across the ballroom, her sleek red gown a stark contrast to her usual leather, her emerald eyes sharp, her braid hidden under an elegant updo. Her command of La Rosa Nera, a defiance of tradition, was a spark that ignited Kai, their shared pain binding them closer. She danced with a rival capo, Enzo Rinaldi, her smile calculated, her voice honey