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She possesses a different quality—something more intense, more gentle, and frustratingly vibrant in ways that Dayneris never was. Still… How do I say this without screwing up? Without her thinking I'm hung up on someone who's gone? “Mine,” I whisper against Valentina’s temple, tightening my hold until she breathes more evenly. “Nothing can take you away from me.” ‘Alessio smells of deception. His hunger of ruining you has been growing for centuries, Andres. But now it sharpens on something far more dangerous—Valentina, he's prying over her.’ Czer warned me.

countdown. "By Valentine’s Day," she said, looking at her reflection in a "Broken" mirror, "Ethan Hawke will find that love isn't a 'System-Stabilizer.' It’s the 'Human Error' that will finally 'Liquidate' him." The "250-chapter" war was no longer about corporate boardrooms. It had become a "Mechanical" race to the finish line of a young boy's life. The "Secret Alliance" was moving toward the "Home-Node," and the "Gilded Cage" was preparing to snap shut on the only "Absolute" truth Ethan had left.

What use could I possibly have to him? The woman stepped closer, her boots clicking against the floor. “Useful?” she repeated, her voice dripping with disbelief. “She’s a Valisteen. She’s nothing but trouble, and you know it.” “That’s enough, Lydia,” Dylan said, his tone cold and final. Lydia froze, her expression hardening. She looked at me, her eyes blazing with something between hatred and jealousy. “Fine,” she spat. “But when this blows up in your face, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

“You don’t have a choice. Damien’s playing you, Val. He’s painting you as the villain so he can step in as the savior. You can’t let him win.” Valeria’s throat tightened. “And if the board turns against me? If I lose Cortez Industries—” “Then you fight harder,” Elena cut in sharply. “You didn’t claw your way this far to let a man like Damien bury you. You’re smarter than him. Use it.” But as Elena spoke, Valeria’s gaze fell to her daughter’s small backpack by the door. School books. A stuffed bunny peeking out of the zipper. Innocence, untouched by the cruelty outside.

The breath froze in Valerie’s chest. Images flashed again— Drugo’s hands gripping hers. The tremble in his fingers. His voice, raw and strained. His weight pressing her down. Her breath trapped in her throat. Valerie’s step faltered. Julia stopped immediately. “Val?” she asked gently. “I… don’t know how to explain it,” Valerie whispered. “What happened?” “It wasn’t a normal night,” Valerie forced out. Her heartbeat pounded against her ribs. “There was a man. A VIP. He was… different.”

The secure document loaded slowly under the flashing club lights, and I skimmed the text, looking for the summary. Then, I stopped. The air left my lungs. I read the line again. Then, my eyes scanned it a third time. The words refused to make sense at first, blurring together into an impossibility that made my heart completely stop beating. Valentina’s DNA matches the unidentified female DNA recovered from Deja’s body. Everything inside me went completely still. Then it exploded. The crystal tumbler left my hand before I even realized I’d thrown it, flying across the private VIP lounge. It smashed violently against the far wall, shattering into a thousand glittering shards that rained down i

I said after a long silence. Valentina smiled, a slow, knowing smile. “ Always. ” She pulled a thick file from under her arm and slid it across the table. I didn’t open it immediately. I knew better than to trust her without first hearing her out. “ Go ahead, ” she said, seesawing toward the file. “ This concerns her. The girl that's with you. Seems she has an asshole of a father or maybe he isn't her father ” I opened it. Inside were a collection of review parings, old photos, and what appeared to be bank records. I flipped through them, confusion rising as I tried to make sense of what I was seeing.

“Get some rest. It's late.” I made sure to turn off the lights and then headed to my special room, where I hoped my Polema had already freed herself. Valentina's pov He had been right. All it took was some twisting and turning to free myself from the ropes. I'd had to slide down as much as possible and loose the tied rope on my feet, bring the knife close to me using my legs, and viola! There I was, curled up at one corner of the room, shivering and in torn clothes.

ELENA The moment the gate of Valeria’s mansion closed behind me, I knew my fate had been sealed. The place was too quiet, too clean. The kind of silence that swallowed sound and left you all alone with your thoughts. I felt like I had been dropped in a different world, a world where rules bent for one woman, and that woman’s name was Valeria Moretti.

My husband was a computer whiz, and he brought me along to work in Valen. Rent in Valen was steep, so we ended up in one of those chaotic, mixed-bag apartment buildings. The place was packed with edgy young girls in trendy Valenese outfits, their lips and tongues covered in piercings. They said Valen's adult entertainment industry was thriving, but after arriving, I realized it goes way beyond that. These people had turned their subculture into an art form, with every twist and challenge pushing the limits of my imagination.