The scream still echoed in the air long after the gunfire died.Elena didn’t remember running — only the feel of rain stinging her face, her heels slipping on the wet ground, her heart pounding so loudly she could barely breathe.“Adrien!” she cried, dropping to her knees beside him. His eyes were half-lidded, his breathing shallow. Blood soaked through his white shirt, spreading fast.“No, no, no—please,” she whispered, pressing her trembling hands against the wound. “Stay with me!”He coughed, his lips twisting into a faint, pained smirk. “You… never listen, do you?”“Don’t talk,” she choked out. Her hands were slick with his blood, her body shaking. “Marco! Somebody help me!”Marco appeared from the shadows, half-drenched, his gun still smoking. He froze when he saw Adrien. “Boss—damn it—”“Get the car!” Elena shouted. “Now!”He hesitated for a split second — because no one ordered Adrien D’Angelo’s men around. But when he saw her glare, he nodded and ran.Elena’s tears mingled wit
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