Semua Bab Kiss The Enemy : Bab 81 - Bab 90

Manhattan’s underbelly pulsed with danger, Elena Markov’s stronghold a fortified warehouse buried in the city’s industrial sprawl. Kai Castellano moved through its shadowed perimeter, his black jacket torn, his icy blue eyes burning with resolve. Elena’s capture of Valentina and her plan to target a global mafia summit, uncovered by Rosa, threatened their empire—Castellanos and La Rosa Nera. Lorenzo’s betrayal and Alessio’s death fueled Kai’s determination, but Gianna’s vow to save Valentina anchored him. His jaw clenched, their love a flame that burned through his pain.Gianna Moretti crept beside him, her leather jacket unzipped, her emerald eyes sharp 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 gripped her gun, her voice low, fierce. “We get Valentina out, Kai. Elena doesn’t win.”Kai’s hand brushed hers, his voice raw, resolute. “We save her, Moretti. Together.”Their ch

Manhattan’s Grand Meridian Hotel loomed like a fortress, its gleaming facade masking the chaos of a global mafia summit under siege. Kai Castellano stood in a safe house overlooking the skyline, his shoulder bandaged, his icy blue eyes burning with resolve. Elena Markov’s plan to bomb the summit, revealed by Valentina, threatened their empire—Castellanos and La Rosa Nera—and the world’s syndicates. Lorenzo’s betrayal and Alessio’s death fueled Kai’s determination, but Gianna’s desperate kiss in the alley anchored him. His jaw clenched, their love a flame that burned through his pain.Gianna Moretti stood beside him, her leather jacket unzipped, her emerald eyes sharp 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 gripped her gun, her voice low, fierce. “We save the summit, Kai. Elena doesn’t break us.”Kai’s hand brushed hers, his voice raw, resolute despite his wound. “We end

Tokyo’s Shinjuku district pulsed with neon, its crowded streets masking the danger of Elena Markov’s high-tech stronghold, a sleek tower buried in the city’s underworld. Kai Castellano moved through a shadowed alley, his black jacket blending with the night, his icy blue eyes burning with resolve. Elena’s global network, revealed by Rosa, threatened their empire—Castellanos and La Rosa Nera—with a final strike looming. Lorenzo’s betrayal and Alessio’s death fueled Kai’s determination, but Gianna’s passionate kiss on the rooftop anchored him. His jaw clenched, his shoulder wound aching, their love a flame that burned through his pain.Gianna Moretti crept beside him, her leather jacket unzipped, her emerald eyes sharp 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 gripped her knife, her voice low, fierce. “We take Elena’s systems down, Kai. She doesn’t slip us again.”Kai’s hand

The city’s skyline glittered like a jagged crown, its pulse a mix of danger and homecoming. Kai Castellano stood on a penthouse balcony overlooking the waterfront, his black jacket open, his icy blue eyes scanning the docks where they’d fought Elena Markov’s Order. Her capture in Tokyo had stopped her port seizure, but her revelation of a global network—syndicates, banks, governments—loomed over their empire, Castellanos and La Rosa Nera. Lorenzo’s betrayal and Alessio’s death scarred Kai, but Gianna’s desperate kiss in the warehouse anchored him. His shoulder wound ached, his jaw clenched, their love a flame that burned through his pain.Gianna Moretti leaned against the railing beside him, her leather jacket unzipped, her emerald eyes fierce yet weary, her braid loose from travel. Her command of La Rosa Nera, a defiance of tradition, was a spark that ignited Kai, their shared pain binding them closer. She gripped his hand, her voice low, resolute. “Our city’s ours again, Kai. But th

Hong Kong’s Victoria Harbour shimmered under a crimson dusk, its waters hiding the danger of The Shadow’s global network. Kai Castellano stood in a private lounge overlooking the docks, his black jacket open, his icy blue eyes scanning the city where Dmitri Volkov’s influence festered. The Shadow’s planned war, uncovered by Rosa, threatened their empire—Castellanos and La Rosa Nera—with a new summit looming. Lorenzo’s betrayal and Alessio’s death scarred Kai, but Gianna’s fierce kiss in Kowloon anchored him. His shoulder wound ached, his jaw clenched, their love a flame that burned through his pain.Gianna Moretti stood beside him, her leather jacket unzipped, her emerald eyes sharp 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 gripped her knife, her voice low, fierce. “The Zhangs could tip the scales, Kai. We need them to crush The Shadow.”Kai’s hand brushed hers, his voice