ROY’S POV.Before I got to the house, most of the guards were already lying on the floor……,..unconscious, some dead. I ran up the stairs, barely registering the chaos around me, letting my men handle Marco’s men while I snuck my way in. None of that mattered.All that mattered was Nayla……..Her safety.And the terrifying thought that I might already be too late.As I reached the hallway, I heard muffled sounds coming from our room……..and I swear, in that moment, I felt my heart leave my body.I was sure that Marco was there. I knew it.But had he hurt her?“Nayla!” I called out, my voice breaking as I pushed the door open.What I saw next… didn’t feel real at all.Marco was on his knees in front of her…….frozen, like time itself had paused. And then, suddenly, his body fell backward, hitting the ground like a statue. A knife was buried deep in his chest, blood pouring out from both his chest and the side of his mouth, staining everything around him.“I… I killed him… it’s over,” Nayl
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