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Chapter 21 — Officially Hate Him

Ivy’s POVI stared at the black keycard resting on the wood between us, my pulse kicking against my ribs like a trapped bird.He's bluffing, was my very first thought.I knew Alfonso wasn't stupid. He was a ruthless, hyper-calculating syndicate boss who had clawed his way to the top over a mountain of bodies. The second I got my hands on the physical address—the exact coordinates, the facility name, the floor number where Luka was being kept—I was gone. I’d slip through his security perimeter in the dead of night, slaughter whatever guards were standing in my way, rip my brother out of that tank, and vanish off the face of the earth. And there was barely anything anybody in this house would be able to do to actually stop me.He knew that. I knew he knew that.So when he picked the card back up, turned on his heel, and didn't lead me down toward the underground garage, I wasn't surprised in the slightest.He didn't take me to a car. He led me down two flights of stairs into the subterr

Last Updated : 2026-08-30

Chapter 22 — Who's To Say Ivy Won't Die, Too?

Alfonso’s POVThe medical lab smelled like rubbing alcohol, cold steel, and bad news.I was pacing a trench into the tile floor while Doctor Callisto stood by a row of humming centrifuge machines, adjusting his thin wire-rimmed glasses and scribbling down notes on a digital tablet like he had all the time in the world. He was muttering under his breath, clicking his tongue, and tossing out critiques about cellular stabilization until the lines blurred and I couldn’t even tell who was supposed to be scolding who anymore.“I don’t need a lecture on genetic friction, Callisto,” I growled, stopping dead in front of his steel workbench. “I need a solution. My people are tracking Lord Klaude’s movement on the northern line, the syndicates are getting restless, and my bloodline isn’t getting any younger. Just tell me how long this laboratory integration process is going to take.”Callisto didn’t even flinch. He set his stylus down with a click, turned around, and looked at me with those cold

Last Updated : 2026-09-01

Chapter 23 — Sex With Alfonso?

Ivy’s POVMy scuffed combat boots crunched steadily over the gravel path winding through the estate’s outer perimeter.Kracker was walking a half-step ahead of me, her oversized black hoodie swallowed up by the morning breeze, still casually snapping that damn pink bubblegum between her teeth. She had volunteered—well, more like grunted an unenthusiastic “whatever, come on”—to show me around the grounds so I wouldn’t accidentally trigger a tripwire or stroll into an unauthorized sniper line.Honestly, it worked out in my favor. Being cooped up was poison, and getting an unchaperoned tour with the boss’s most trusted hit girl gave me the perfect opportunity to pry.“So,” I started, shoving my hands deep into my cargo pockets, “those watchtowers on the east wall. Blind spots between three and four o’clock?”Pop.“Zero,” Kracker replied without turning around. “Overlapping infrared sweeps. Try jumping that fence and you’ll get turned into swiss cheese before your boots clear the razor wi

Last Updated : 2026-09-01

Chapter 24 — Life Sucks More Than It Already Does

Ivy's POV"Ummm,Absolutely not!” The words tore out of my throat before my brain could even process the full horror of what this lunatic had just pitched. The audacity, the disrespect.Fuck. I hated this. "I am not letting that self-entitled,arrogant, insufferable asshole put his dick anywhere near me!" I barked, stepping right into Callisto's personal space, my hands itching so violently to wrap around his scrawny neck that my knuckles were turning chalk white. "Do you hear me? Never! Not in this lifetime, not in the next, not if hell freezes over and turns into a skating rink!"Doctor Callisto didn't even flinch. He let out a long, exhausted, patronizing sigh, slowly taking off his wire-rimmed glasses and wiping the lenses with a corner of his white lab coat. "Miss Solokov," Callisto said, his voice dripping with that infuriating, detached calm that made me want to rip a tree out of the ground and beat him with it. "Biologically speaking, that is essentially the foundational d

Last Updated : 2026-09-02

Chapter 25 — An Aggressive Way To Start A Negotiation

Alfonso's POVThe water in the tub was scalding, the steam rising up in thick, lazy plumes toward the ceiling of my bathroom. I had my head tilted back against the padded rim, a waterproof tablet propped up on the brass bath caddy in front of me, running a video feed directly to a penthouse suite in Monaco.On the screen, Seraphina was lounging across a white linen daybed, wearing oversized designer sunglasses and an emerald silk robe that was open just enough to show off her throat and collarbones. She leaned closer to the camera, pouting her glossy red lips into a playful, exaggerated kiss."Look at you, my handsome Alpha," Sera purred, her voice dripping with that pointlessly breathless charm she used whenever she was about to make an unreasonable demand. "If I were there right now, I'd be scrubbing your back with lavender oil instead of letting you soak all alone."I rubbed the bridge of my nose, letting out a dry, exhausted sigh. "Cut the sweet talk, Sera. I'm not in the mood for

Last Updated : 2026-09-02

Chapter 26 — Like A Good Girl

Ivy's POVI honestly had no clue how I was sitting there looking like a sane, collected human being.On the outside? Ice cold. Gun assembled, barrel leveled dead-center at his groin, finger resting on the guard like I was ready to pull the trigger for fun.On the inside? Let's just say it wasn't all that pretty. My brain felt like it had been chucked into a blender with a bunch of rusty nails.Alfonso didn't even drop his smirk. He didn't even raise his hands. He just gave a tiny, careless shrug of his broad shoulders, turned his back on my loaded weapon—which was downright insulting, frankly—and casually strolled over to his walk-in wardrobe."Put the safety on before you put a hole in my sheets, Ivy," he called out over his shoulder, rifling through a drawer. "I just got out of the tub. If you're here to shoot me, at least let me put on some boxers first.""Doctor Callisto cornered me earlier," I snapped, keeping my voice flat, refusing to let the manic edge show. "He told me about

Last Updated : 2026-09-03

Chapter 27 — I'm Not Your Problem Anymore

Ivy's POVGet a grip, Ivana, I told myself violently, dragging both hands down my face. You're an assassin. You don't get flustered by arrogant mob bosses playing mind games. You just don't.I needed air. I needed space. Most of all, I needed to figure out whether I was even doing anything right anymore or if I was just digging my own grave one terrible decision at a time. The natural approach. Pregnancy. Sleeping with Alfonso. Bringing Luka here. It was a terrifying gamble that could either set me free or destroy me.I walked toward the edge of the flat gravel roof, only to stop dead in my tracks.Sitting on the ledge with his legs dangling out over the hundred-foot drop was Oreo. He was wearing an oversized, faded graphic hoodie that looked like it belonged to a middle schooler, his thick glasses pushed up on his nose, his fingers casually tossing a small rubik's cube into the air and catching it.I hesitated, shifting my weight on the gravel. I really didn't have the energy to trad

Last Updated : 2026-09-04

Chapter 28 — Everything Sucks

Alfonso's POVIvana had made her decision three days ago, and it had been a blunt, merciless NO.Her exact words had been, "Stick to the lab, Alfonso. Don't ask me again."I didn't understand it. For the life of me, I couldn't wrap my head around the logic. I had practically handed her the keys to her brother's cage on a silver platter. I offered to bring the boy right under her nose, to cut the waiting time in half, to bypass months of agonizing medical recovery. I had been almost dead certain she'd jump at the chance to get Luka faster.But then again, who the hell was I to judge?It was her body, not mine. If the thought of me touching her was that fundamentally repulsive, I wasn't about to force the issue. I was a ruthless bastard when it came to holding territory, but I wasn't a rapist. So, if she wanted the needles and the machines, she got the needles and the machines.Except today was the day Callisto moved to phase two.The doctor had spent all morning storming around the und

Last Updated : 2026-09-05

Chapter 29 — In Her Head

Ivy's POVIt was so damn peaceful in here.It had been a very long while since I'd last slipped into this place. Seven years old? Eight, maybe? The last time I remembered retreating into this paradise of mine was a few months after Kessler had hauled me out of that underground juvenile hellhole. Back when the conditioning drills were brand new, back when the beatings lasted until my ribs cracked and I hadn't yet figured out how to turn my heart into solid ice. Back then, when the pain got too big for a little girl's body to hold, my mind would just unhook the latch, step out the back door, and drift into this vast, endless dark.And then, drifting through the fog, I heard it.A soft voice humming a melody I didn't recognize from anywhere in the waking world. It sounded like an old, scratched record playing in an empty room, repeating the exact same verse over and over:Hey, babyLook upon me with your eyes so prettyOh, honeyWhat a lucky ~glitch~ am I to call you mineDearest childL

Last Updated : 2026-09-06

Chapter 30 — I've Got You, Ivy

Alfonso's POVShe was finally sleeping.Her breathing had leveled out, but I hadn't moved an inch. I hadn't let go of her hand, hadn't stretched my legs, and sure as hell hadn't left her side since the moment she opened those stubborn, half-dead eyes and glared murder right through my skull.The door hissed open, and Callisto stepped in, his white lab coat rustling as he carried a digital clipboard. He looked exhausted, his graying hair slightly rumpled, dark circles bruising the skin under his wire-rimmed glasses.Callisto checked the fluid lines, tapped the vitals monitor, and shone a tiny penlight over Ivana's closed eyelids. She didn't react as she was out cold.Callisto turned to me, lowering the light, his gaze dropping to where my chair was practically wedged against the edge of the titanium gurney."Her core temp is down to thirty-seven degrees," Callisto said softly, keeping his voice low enough not to disturb the quiet. "The neural inflammation is subsiding. You've been sitt

Last Updated : 2026-09-07

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