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The First Strike(Rosette’s Point of View)The city lights outside flickered like distant stars, indifferent to the storm she was about to unleash. But inside her mind, Rosette’s thoughts were sharp, deliberate, each one a calculated step toward her revenge. Tonight, she would take the first strike. Not reckless, not impulsive—but precise.Blake watched her from the shadows of the room, silent but taut, like a predator ready to spring. Cesare remained at the door, arms crossed, studying her every move with an intensity that made her pulse quicken. Even Rael, quiet and reserved, seemed to sense the shift—he leaned forward slightly, waiting for her instructions.Rosette’s fingers hovered over the documents she had compiled, the files that contained the dirt, the lies, and the crimes that her father had tried to bury for decades. She didn’t need to speak; everyone in the room understood the gravity of what was about to happen.“Tonight,” she said finally, her voice calm but edged with st

The night had settled like a heavy cloak over the city, but inside the penthouse, tension crackled like electricity. Rosette sat at the edge of the leather sofa, her hands folded neatly in her lap, though her mind raced a thousand miles an hour. Every decision she’d made, every calculated move, had led to this moment—and she knew the stakes had never been higher. Blake leaned against the doorway, his posture relaxed but every inch of him alert. He had grown quieter lately, letting Rosette take the lead, but she knew him well enough to understand the storm of protective instinct simmering just beneath the surface. Cesare, on the other side of the room, didn’t move. He watched her with that same cold, analyzing gaze that always unnerved her—and intrigued her. His silence was dangerous; it carried a warning that she had to heed, though she refused to let it sway her. “Tonight,” she said softly, her voice carrying a weight that made both men snap to attention, “everything changes. No

Chapter 47The night air was cool when Rosette stepped onto the balcony again, but the calm of the city below felt almost mocking. Everything looked peaceful from above—streets glowing under golden lights, cars moving like quiet streams, people living lives that had nothing to do with the war quietly beginning inside the Jenner empire.But Rosette knew better.Peace was always an illusion before chaos.Behind her, Blake closed the door to the balcony and leaned against it, watching her with a quiet intensity. “You’re thinking again,” he said.Rosette didn’t turn. Her fingers rested on the cold metal railing as she looked over the skyline.“I’m remembering,” she replied softly.“Remembering what?”She let out a slow breath.“The mistakes that got me killed.”Blake went still.For a moment, neither of them spoke. The weight of her words lingered in the air like smoke.“You talk like someone who has lived a hundred lives,” he finally said.Rosette smiled faintly.“If you knew the truth,”

Cesare’s POVThe city looked different at night.From the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office, the skyline stretched endlessly, glowing in cold white lights and quiet ambition. Every tower was a monument to power. Every window held a secret.But tonight, only one name occupied my thoughts.Rosette Jenner.I leaned back in my chair, the leather creaking softly beneath me as I studied the file open on my desk.Her photograph stared back at me.Elegant. Calm. Perfectly composed.Anyone else would see a beautiful woman born into wealth and privilege.I saw something else entirely.A woman who was preparing for war.“Sir.”The door opened and Matteo stepped inside, carrying a tablet.He stopped beside my desk.“You asked for an update on the Jenner board meeting tomorrow.”I gestured for him to continue.Matteo tapped the screen and turned it toward me.“The entire board will be present,” he said. “Major shareholders, senior executives, and several outside investors.”My eyes scanned the