The words struck the leader like a slap.He had genuinely believed Kade would never find the warehouse in time. The place was isolated, difficult to locate, and far removed from the usual routes people took around the city. Even if Kade had managed to discover the general area, finding the exact building should have taken considerably longer.Yet Kade had arrived precisely when he said he would. His eyes then looked past Kade and realized Kade had arrived with an aircraft, while the rest came with an armored vehicle.The leader’s confusion deepened when he looked at Victor, who was standing respectfully beside Kade. Why was the Sovereign accompanying this supposedly insignificant bodyguard? And why did Victor’s men seem to be taking their orders from him?Who exactly is this man? I was told he was nothing more than Elara Voss’s bodyguard. Does he really have connections powerful enough to command the Sovereign?“Kade!”Diana’s voice interrupted his thoughts. Relief washed over her fac

The subordinate immediately stepped forward.Diana looked at him, then back at Kade.“Wait. You’re asking this man to take us home?”Kade raised an eyebrow.“Is there a problem?”“But I don’t even know him! How can you expect us to get into a car with a random thug? Why don’t you just take us home yourself?”Kade looked at her for a moment before answering.“I’m busy.”“But—”“Diana, can you be grateful for once?” His voice grew colder. “These are the same men who came here to rescue you. They’re following my orders, and I’ve already instructed them to make sure nothing happens to you. Yet you’re still finding something to complain about.”Diana opened her mouth, but Kade raised a hand.“If you say another disrespectful word about them, I’ll leave you here for three days. Perhaps that will give you enough time to learn how to appreciate someone’s help.”Diana immediately shut her mouth.She glanced at Ronald, who wisely decided not to get involved. Neither of them doubted that Kade wa

Mark began counting on his fingers, his voice growing louder with every word. “I’m richer than him. My family is more influential than his. I have businesses, properties, connections! I can give you anything you want. Anything! And what does that man have? He’s a nobody who runs around pretending to be your protector!” He stopped pacing and stared at her. “Is that what you like? His muscles? His stupid face? The way he walks around acting like he owns the world?” Elara tried to pull her trapped arm free. “You’re sick, Mark.” For a moment, he said nothing. Then he burst into laughter. “I’m sick?” He pointed at himself, laughing harder. “Did you hear that? She thinks I’m sick!” His laughter stopped as abruptly as it had started. His expression hardened, and he stepped toward her. “You know what, Elara? I think you’ve been spending too much time with him. He’s filled your head with nonsense. He made you believe you could reject me and walk away without consequences.” “I never

Mark drove through the night with one hand on the steering wheel, occasionally glancing at Elara. She sat stiffly in the passenger seat, her eyes darting between him and the road. Every time she considered reaching for the door handle, she remembered how violently he had reacted at the house.Then, without warning, Mark began singing.“♪ Oh, my darling, don’t you cry. Tonight, tonight, you’ll be mine. No more running, no goodbye. Just you and me until we die… ♪”His voice was cheerful, almost playful. He even tapped his fingers against the steering wheel in rhythm, completely out of tune. The contrast between his cheerful performance and the circumstances made Elara’s stomach turn.“♪ They can search the world for you, but they’ll never find you… ♪”“Mark…” Elara whispered.He continued singing, smiling as though he were enjoying a romantic evening.“♪ I’ll keep you close, I’ll keep you safe. Forever yours, no escape… ♪”“Mark, please. This isn’t right.” Her voice trembled. “Whatever

The Lamborghini continued tearing down the highway, its engine roaring as Mark pushed it beyond its limits. The speedometer hovered near 500 km/h, but the vehicle was beginning to show signs of the punishment.The entire car vibrated violently. The steering wheel shook beneath Mark’s hands, forcing him to tighten his grip as he struggled to keep the vehicle straight. Even the slightest movement threatened to send the Lamborghini veering off course.Beside him, Elara was being tossed against her seat by every sudden movement. She clutched the door handle, her face pale with terror.“Mark! Slow down!” she screamed. “You’re going to kill us!”He ignored her, keeping his eyes fixed on the road.“MARK! PLEASE!”“Will you shut up?!” he snapped.Just then, Mark spotted headlights approaching from the opposite direction. A vehicle was coming straight toward them.His eyes widened.“Shit!”Elara saw it too. Her entire body stiffened as the distance between the two vehicles rapidly disappeared.