The night was eerily still, the kind of silence na parang pinipigilan ang hininga ng paligid. China stood by the floor-to-ceiling window of their penthouse, looking down sa glittering city lights. Her fingers traced the faint scar sa braso niya — a silent reminder of what they had just survived. Project Vendetta may have been destroyed, pero alam niyang hindi pa tapos ang laban.Behind her, Gabriel 's footsteps were soft, deliberate. Ramdam niya ang mainit na presensya nito kahit hindi pa lumalapit.“Love,” Gabriel's deep voice broke the stillness, low and husky. “You’ve been standing there for too long. Come here.”She turned halfway, eyes meeting his. There was something in his gaze — a mixture of relief, desire, and a hunger na hindi lang pisikal. “Hindi pa rin ako makapaniwala na buhay pa tayo,” she whispered.Gabriel walked to her, placing both hands on her waist. “You’re my wife, China. As long as I’m breathing, no one touches you. No one takes you from me.”The possessiveness i
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