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I'M BURNING DOWN

ALANAIt’s one thing to plan a war.It’s another to live inside it.The kind that doesn’t start with gunfire, but with silence. With walking through your own home and pretending the man you love is your enemy. With holding court while allies throw glances soaked in pity or doubt. With facing a mirror and forgetting which version of yourself is real.I had asked for this, maybe not in so many words, but in what I chose to fight for.Now I was living it. Bleeding in the quiet places. And no one could know. Because the second they did, the second I faltered, this whole damn charade would fall apart.And Zach? He’d sacrifice everything for me all over again.I couldn’t let that happen.So I painted my face with indifference, brushed my hair like I wasn’t unraveling strand by strand, and walked into each room with my head high and my heart buried somewhere I couldn’t reach.I was no longer Alana Vittore. I was a weapon he left behind.The estate halls felt emptier without him. Even when th

I'LL BURN FOR YOU

ZACHThe lie sits in my throat like rusted metal. I’ve swallowed it so many times, I’m not sure it isn’t becoming part of me.Every nod. Every smirk. Every word that slips from my mouth in this role I’ve carved out of bone and betrayal, it’s all starting to stick. And I hate how easy it’s becoming.I used to think I knew myself. That I could thread a blade through the darkness without letting it consume me. But I’ve been wrong before. And this time, if I slip too far, there’s no one left to pull me back. No one but her. And she’s not beside me now. She can’t be.So I keep walking deeper into hell, praying the ground doesn’t give out beneath my feet before I drag every last bastard down with me.The Veronin compound reeks of power and paranoia. Thick walls, tighter security, whispered conversations behind closed doors. I’ve been here almost two weeks now, and I’ve already caught three people watching me when they thought I wasn’t looking.They don’t trust me. Not fully. But they need m

DARKNESS BOILS OVER

ALANASomething shifted.It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t visible. It didn’t come with alarms or a gunshot or the kind of explosion we were used to bracing for.It came with silence. With a stillness so sharp it felt like breathing before the drop.Gia noticed it, too.She didn’t say anything right away, but I caught the way her eyes tracked movement more often, the way her hand hovered a little closer to her gun. Niko was quieter. Dom hadn’t checked in. And I hadn’t heard from Zach in almost four days.Four days.That wasn’t part of the plan. And if there’s one thing I knew for certain in this bloody, cursed empire, it’s that when silence stretches too long, someone’s about to die.The meeting was short. Too short.One of the lieutenants from the southern reach, Marco Castellani, showed up late and left early. Eyes darting. Hands clammy. He spilled intel before I even pressed him for it.“There’s a body,” he said, not looking at me. “Outside Milan. Tongue cut. Teeth gone.”My spine stiffene

SHE DOESN'T GET IT

ZACHShe looked at me like I was already gone. And maybe she was right.Maybe I was. Because ever since that moment in Porticello, her breath trembling against mine, her voice thick with desperation, I haven’t been able to get the sound of it out of my head.“I don’t want something left. I want you.”God help me, I wanted to give her that. But wanting and surviving weren’t the same anymore. Not in this world. Not when the lines had blurred so far that love looked like betrayal and mercy tasted like blood.The drive back to the Veronin compound was a blur of headlights and silence.I didn’t speak to anyone. Didn’t even look at the driver.I stared out the window like the answers might show up in the glass reflection. All I saw was a stranger. One with my face. One who used to believe in softer things.He was dead now. Or he would be, soon. And what came next would require the version of me I buried years ago, the one who never flinched when the trigger was warm, who didn’t ask question

HIM OR ME

ALANAThe moment I heard about Silvio’s death, I knew it was Zach.They didn’t need to tell me how it happened. They didn’t even need to say his name. The tone of the room changed thick with tension, taut with unsaid truths, and I felt it settle into my chest like smoke.They told me Silvio died in the greenhouse. Single bullet to the head. Clean. Personal. Intentional. No message left behind.Except the message was the body. Zach never left notes. He let the blood speak for him. And right now, it was screaming.Gia was already waiting in my office when I arrived.She didn’t look surprised.“You heard?”I nodded. “Yeah.”“Niko’s shaken.”“Niko should be.”Her eyes flickered. “It was Zach.”“I know.”“You sure?”I turned my back to her and crossed to the desk. “It was his kind of kill.”“Calculated. Public. Strategic.”“And final.”She walked to the window, arms folded. “We’ve lost the lead, Alana.”I didn’t answer. Because she was right. And I hated it.The plan we built layer by laye

NO DECISIONS

ZACHI could feel it happening.The shift.Like a tide I couldn’t control, pulling everything out to sea before I had a chance to name it.Silvio’s death had sent shockwaves through the council, but it wasn’t his absence that unsettled them, it was how clean the kill was. No theatrics. No message. Just a bullet, and silence.That’s what scared them. Not chaos. Precision. And they were right to be afraid. Because I was no longer pretending to play their game.I was the game. And I’d learned how to rig it.But even as the pieces moved in my favor, something else was shifting. Something inside me. Something I didn’t want to look at too closely. Because if I did… if I peeled back the surface and faced what I was really becoming… I wasn’t sure I’d come back from it.It started with the silence. Alana hadn’t reached out in days. Not a whisper. Not a burner call. Not even a dropped intel lead left like a breadcrumb for me to find.Nothing.I told myself it was part of the plan. That she was

IS HE... TOO FAR GONE?

ALANASomething was breaking.I could feel it, not like a sudden collapse, but a slow, splintering crack that had been creeping along the foundation of everything we’d built. And it wasn’t just between Zach and me.It was inside me.It was in the way my hands hesitated on command. The way my voice trembled when I barked orders. The way silence followed me now, instead of obedience.Even my shadows were watching me.And the most dangerous part? I couldn’t tell who was still mine.Gia sat across from me in the war room, flipping a knife between her fingers like she was trying not to stab something or someone.“He hasn’t called,” she said.“No.”“No burner drop?”I shook my head. “Nothing.”She eyed me carefully. “You still think this is part of the plan?”I didn’t answer right away. I just stared at the maps on the table, red lines circling districts we used to control. Pins marking supply routes we were losing. Names with question marks scratched beside them, loyalty uncertain.“Do you

LINES ARE BLURRING

ZACHI used to think pain was loud.Gunshots. Screams. The shatter of glass. Bones breaking.But the worst kind of pain?It's quiet. It's a silence that seeps into your skin and coils around your spine like frostbite.That's what this was now. Not rage. Not noise. Just... silence. A silence that told me something was slipping. Someone. Her.The dock meeting with Bram had gone exactly as planned. And yet, something in me twisted the second I saw him leave with the envelope.He hadn’t asked questions. Hadn’t pressed. Just nodded and vanished into the night like a soldier who knew better than to ask why.But I saw it in his eyes. Doubt. Not in my orders. In me. And that was dangerous.I returned to the safehouse on the west end, one of the last places untouched by blood or suspicion. It smelled like mildew and oil, the kind of forgotten corner that no one would look at twice.That made it perfect. But nothing felt safe anymore.I paced the back room, the thin mattress creaking behind me

WIN OR BREAK

ALANALorenzo looked like a man who’d already decided how this conversation would end.That was his mistake.He sat behind the desk that used to belong to my father, one leg crossed over the other, fingers steepled, eyes unreadable. The arrogance of it was suffocating like he’d forgotten whose name bled into the walls of this estate.I walked into the room with my head high, posture calm, the weight of a blade hidden in the back of my belt, and the kind of fury in my bones that made silence feel sharper than any threat.“Alana,” he said, standing like we were old friends.I didn’t return the gesture.“Sit,” he offered.“I’ll stand.”He studied me for a beat, then slowly lowered himself back into the chair. “You’ve heard, I imagine.”“That you’ve been speaking to outside families behind my back? Yes. I’ve heard.”“Then let’s not pretend this is a surprise.”“No,” I said coolly. “Let’s not.”There was a time I thought Lorenzo could be trusted.He was old blood. Steady. Not soft, but loy

WHO AM I WITHOUT MY QUEEN?

ZACHYou ever feel the moment before something detonates?Not the sound. Not the fire. But the stillness. That pause where everything in your gut screams run and your feet refuse to move.That’s what today felt like.The sun rose blood-orange, the wind was wrong, and every voice in my head was louder than it should’ve been. Because I felt her coming.Not her footsteps. Not her shadow. Her. Alana. And she wasn’t retreating anymore.I stood in the warehouse basement, staring down at a shipment I no longer gave a fuck about.Ten crates of unmarked steel. Supposed to be weapons. Supposed to be leverage. But what did any of it matter when the one person I’d burned my soul to protect was starting to move like she didn’t need saving?And maybe she didn’t. Maybe she never did.But god, I needed her to. Not because she was weak. Because I didn’t know what the hell I was without her anymore.I hadn’t slept in three nights. Couldn’t. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her.Alana, covered in bloo

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