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~Aliyah's Pov~“Why is it you?” I asked immediately, staring at Ronald in disbelief as he stood right in front of me.Out of everyone I expected to see, he was the last person on my mind.A smirk slowly spread across his face the moment he noticed my reaction.“What?” he asked mockingly. “Are you disappointed?”His tone carried amusement, almost like he enjoyed seeing the shock written all over my face.Then he took a slow step closer.“I told you,” he continued confidently, “You have three days. And do you honestly think I would take my eyes off you even for a second?”The victorious smile on his face instantly irritated me.As though this entire situation was some kind of game to him. As though I was some prize he had already won.But I had no interest in entertaining his nonsense.“Where is Dominic?” I asked immediately, completely ignoring everything he had just said.The question left my lips before I could even stop myself.Ronald’s expression darkened slightly in irritation.“H

~Aliyah's Pov~“Everyone lay down flat!” Victor’s commanding voice echoed aggressively through the cold, cavernous space, bouncing off the walls and filling the air with sheer panic.Before anyone could even process the order, another deafening gunshot shattered the silence, the sharp report ringing in our ears. Immediately, Victor’s armed men moved in like shadows, swiftly surrounding us from all angles. The dark barrels of their weapons left no room for negotiation, effectively forcing us to comply with his terrifying command without a second thought.I scrambled to the floor, my heart hammering against my ribs. I had barely laid down flat on the hard, dusty ground when I felt a rough grip on my arm. Victor immediately grabbed me by the shoulder, hauling me upward with brutal force and making me stand firm on my feet. I stumbled, but his iron grip kept me upright.He raised his weapon, deliberately pointing the cold metal of his gun directly at my temple. The sight of a gun press

~Aliyah's Pov~It had been exactly one full month since the world lost Ronald, thirty long days defined by nothing but relentless planning and cold, calculated strategy. Grief had not been given space to breathe; instead, it was meticulously weaponized. The critical evidence hidden away back then had ultimately served a massive purpose, laying down the exact blueprint needed to dismantle Hale’s corporate empire piece by piece.Tonight was the night that structure began to collapse and tonight, Victor would finally get an excruciating taste of his own poison.Glancing up at the display, the wall stood covered in pinned newspaper clippings—a paper trail of targeted public ruin. One headline in particular burned brightest, its slanderous print practically echoing aloud: ‘Aliyah Voss, a woman who married the two Voss brothers, just to ensure she steals the Voss company.’A low, bitter chuckle escaped as those absurd words flashed once more through memory. Reaching across the wood, the

Aliyah.After days of meticulous planning and relentless preparation for the final takeover, the long-awaited D-day finally arrived. A sharp, heavy knot of guilt twisted in my stomach. I could vividly imagine the unimaginable torture Clara had been forced to endure over the past few days because of this war.Without breaking my focus, I reached for Ronald’s cold, heavy gun, sliding it securely into the waistband of my trousers.“Are you sure you are ready, Aliyah?” Dominic asked, his voice softening as he reached out to pat my head affectionately.Meeting his gaze, I stood tall. “I have never been more ready or determined in my life before!” I answered, my fingers moving steadily to button his shirt. “Now don't try to talk me out of it, and let's go!” I added firmly, leaving no room for argument.Without uttering another word, Dominic turned on his heel, and I fell into step right behind him. He started the engine, and we zoomed off toward Victor’s hidden stronghold—the very location

Aliyah.The afternoon sun cast a warm, golden glow across the quiet hillside cemetery, but a sharp, biting chill lingered in the air as I stepped out of the car. My fingers clutched a single, polished silver ring—Ronald’s wedding band—which had stayed safely tucked away in my jewelry box for months. Tomorrow was my wedding day, and before I could walk down the aisle toward a brand-new future with Dominic, there was one promise I needed to keep.I walked down the narrow, gravel-paved path, my boots crunching softly against the stones, until I found the familiar headstone resting beneath the shade of a sprawling oak tree."Hey, Ronald," I whispered, dropping to my knees right in front of the marble plaque. My voice hitched, but I forced a small, watery smile as I traced the engraved letters of his name. "I told you I was going to live, didn't I?"The wind rustled through the branches above me, sounding almost like an answer."Tomorrow is the big day," I continued, holding up the silver