All Chapters of Tied to the Ruthless Three: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

I took a deep breath and stepped into the Nightshade meeting room—this time, as a recognized division leader. I, Anastasia Lancroft, am the youngest division head in Nightshade’s history. And a woman.That was what Katerina was most proud of: making me her protégé. I had met her expectations, not only with sweat, but with blood. And I would not let any of this go to waste.Once, I hadn’t wanted to be part of Nightshade. I hadn’t even felt worthy of it. But now, I was beginning to understand what Father had felt. When you sit in a position of power, it isn’t just the authority you hold. There’s something far more critical—protecting it, and carrying the responsibility properly.All eyes turned to me as I walked past the rows of chairs. Many nodded respectfully, but I kept my gaze forward, fixed on Katerina. Even she couldn’t hide the pride in her eyes.I took my seat beside her, and only then did I notice that Vlad was present as well. To my surprise, he gave me a polite nod, paired w

I no longer dwelt on Vlad’s absence at the restaurant that day. It was obvious—he had raised the flag of war, while I still didn’t have enough power to fight him head-on. I also wasn’t going to run straight to Katerina. Somehow, keeping quiet and acting as if nothing had happened felt like my strongest form of defense.“We should ask Isolde what kind of weapons Vlad is making and sabotage them,” Nathaniel said.Gabriel and I both glanced at him with visible reluctance. Nathaniel was practically suggesting destroying Isolde’s family business and her family along with it. At the same time, Gabriel and I shook our heads and said firmly,“No, Nate.”Nathaniel stood up from the couch, exhaling sharply. “Fine. Whatever. I still have a lot of work to do.”Without another word, he walked out of Gabriel’s office, leaving a heavy silence behind. I turned to Gabriel, waiting for him to speak. I could tell he was still thinking about Vlad, and that alone was enough to make him look conflicted.Ne

My eyes followed the Ferris wheel as it rotated slowly, somehow filling my chest with a strange sense of euphoria. The atmosphere around me buzzed with chatter, laughter, and emotions overflowing with happiness. When was the last time I’d been to an amusement park? Probably more than a decade ago.But I wasn’t here to reminisce or have fun. I was here because Darius had asked to meet me, and honestly, it was absurd. Still, I figured he was the kind of man who calculated everything carefully.Another message came in. Darius was waiting near the hotdog stand by the roller coaster. I walked through the park, scanning the area, trying to locate the roller coaster in this massive place.I saw children and teenagers lining up for the ride. Not far from there were clusters of food and drink booths, tables with umbrellas scattered around.What stood out most was a group of men dressed in black shirts and sunglasses. Though they were spread out across the area, I knew immediately that they wer

The atmosphere of a charity gala was, as always, anything but social. Designer gowns, tailored suits, expensive perfume—everything stood in sharp contrast to the cause being advertised. But that was the reality of these events. Which was precisely why I hated them.After years of being kept under Katerina’s watch, then thrown into dangerous missions, standing here made my skin crawl. Isolde felt the same. We were field soldiers who suddenly didn’t know how to function among high society.“We should be used to events like this by now,” Isolde whispered. “I think Katerina brainwashed us.”“Do you think a normal life like this would actually suit us?” I asked.Isolde smiled, as if to anyone watching, we were only discussing dresses and jewelry. “Yes. This kind of life is far better, Anna—compared to dodging bullets and knives every day.”She wasn’t wrong. Nearly dying on missions had fueled my adrenaline, kept me sharp. And now, surrounded by glamour and polite smiles, maybe this was how

I couldn’t help wondering—was it possible Benjamin had invited me to dinner because he’d already received a mandate from Darius?The message from Benjamin was brief and straight to the point. Darius had sent him the meeting location, and Benjamin simply asked whether I wanted him to pick me up. I hadn’t replied yet.“You’re really sure you’re going to meet Benjamin?” Isolde’s question sounded more like a judgment.According to her, I’d agreed far too quickly. As if I had no backbone. I should have been more cautious. I shouldn’t let logic slip away just because Benjamin’s face resembled Alexei’s.I didn’t dare argue—Isolde wasn’t wrong. And now, canceling was impossible anyway. Benjamin had already made a reservation for seven.“Anna?” Isolde called, snapping me out of my thoughts.“Yes. I think I’ll go,” I said, glancing at her. “I should start getting ready.”“And you still haven’t replied to his offer? Just tell him to pick you up here.” Isolde crossed her arms irritably. “There’s