The Manhattan skyline shimmered like a crown of glass and steel as Rafael’s private jet descended through streaks of early morning cloud. Below, the city pulsed with its usual frenetic energy—except this time, Lena wasn’t just visiting.She was stepping onto a battlefield.Rafael stood by the window of the jet, arms folded, his jaw carved in stone. Lena sat across from him, a tablet in her lap displaying floor plans of Wyatt Enterprises’ upper floors.“So Monica had access to the encrypted employee contact list,” she said, tapping her finger. “She could’ve passed your number to anyone. Or—she is the one feeding them everything.”“She had no clearance for executive files,” Rafael muttered. “But Mira did.”Lena looked up. “You still think Mira’s involved?”“I don’t want to,” he said softly. “But she was closer to my life than anyone before you. If she wanted to hurt me, she knows exactly how.”Lena swallowed the jealousy burning in her throat. “Then let’s make sure she doesn’t get the c
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