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"Ms. Rhodes, since the system brought you to me, we're going to play this out properly." I looked up at him, stunned. "You… You know about the system?" He raised a brow and tapped his temple. The car pulled up in front of a villa. Before getting out, Gabriel commented, "You'll stay here for now. The Forrests will definitely come looking to harass you. As for your reward of 100 billion, the system has already transferred it under your name. You can check it anytime." I stared at the banking notification on my phone. That long string of zeros made my breath catch.

Xavier himself was a ghost. I opened my laptop and pulled up the G****e alerts I’d set for Morana’s name eighteen months ago. Before the gala and the marriage. Before any of this had a shape I could explain to anyone including myself. Forty seven new results since yesterday morning. I read all of them. The CEO announcement coverage first. Seven major publications running variations of the same story. Morana Mortaine reclaims Mortaine Patent. The prodigal heiress returns. The pharmaceutical industry’s most unexpected comeback.

The faint click of the latch felt like the beginning of a private war. Jeremiah took a slow sip before speaking. “Nice place. Bigger than I expected. But then again, you always liked your privacy.” “I value peace,” Jeremi replied coolly. “Peace,” Jeremiah repeated, amused. “That’s a luxury men like us can’t afford.” The words hung between them. Jeremi leaned back slightly, studying his cousin. He’d aged well the kind of ageless confidence that money and power polished, not time. Yet, beneath the smooth exterior, there was something darker, something feral , the same look Jeremiah had when he was young, right before a fight.

Conversations died the moment we entered. Then the murmurs began, one filled with envy and party fear. “Is that them?” “They look powerful together.” “That’s the god of war and his fiesty Luna, a Lady Alpha herself” “Power couple, indeed.” I felt heat rise in my face, but I kept my expression neutral, eyes forward, and steps measured. Keres walked beside me like a storm contained in human skin, silently daring anyone to speak out of turn. But then, a piercing stare sliced through the back of my skull. It was cold, piercing and familiar.

I instantly straightened up, feeling a blush creep up my neck. How audacious of me! Minutes later, I found myself in an estate that was legendary in the city. COMBS REGENCY I froze, trying to process the sheer magnitude of it all. Good heavens! I knew Xavier was wealthy, but was he really from *the* famous Combs family? I turned to stare at him again, but he just looked at me with an unnerving calm.

“I’m ordering. And if you fail me, you know what I’ll do.” He does. He’s seen me end men for less. The line clicks. He’s gone. Good. He’ll work. I call the shot. I pace. My lungs burn. Strategy floods in like fire. Weaponaru’s reach isn’t just contracts and polished meetings. No. We built weapons, sold futures, rewrote wars. Every war left fingerprints in my servers, contacts in my network. I log in. My private server, deep under layers no one else can see. My code name: Nemesis.

She tried to sift through the jagged pieces of a very fucked up puzzle and not lose her shit any further. She’d wanted the truth. Had been after it since she knew the billionaire had been hiding something. And it was a whooper of secret as well. The God’s of the city, who saved millions with their supplies carted across a broken, dangerous country, couldn’t save them fucking selves. Not even with all the money in the world at their fingertips, rubbing elbows with the CEO of the LEDA pharmaceutical Corporation, they were both fucked regardless. Money couldn’t solve all their problems after all.

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