2025-03-31 02:05:46Wealth and power radiated in every corner of Sanchez’s grand hall, but to Elena, it felt like a gilded prison.Alejandro hosts another extravagant party, a well calculated display of his control over her fate. Her father,Capello,lingered near the bar, silent reminder of his betrayal looms as he avoids her gaze.
Alejandro was already behind Elena who tried to disappear into the crowd. “Enjoying the night?”His voice, smooth yet laced with menace, sent a chill through her. She turned away, but his grip tightened around her wrist. “Don’t walk away from me.” “I don’t belong to you.” She yanked free, her pulse pounding. His eyes darkened. “You will. Accept it, or I’ll make you.” Before she could react, she spotted Dino. Dino’s Silent Fury Dino stood at the edge of the room, his presence commanding even in the shadows. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes burned with quiet rage as he locked onto Alejandro. Alejandro hesitated, loosening his grip. Even he feared Dino. Dino’s voice was calm but sharp. “The lady said no.” Alejandro scoffed but stepped back, his smirk fading. Before tension could escalate, Sanchez entered. The room fell silent. His gaze swept over them before settling on Dino. “Causing trouble?” Dino remained still. “Just looking out for the family.” Sanchez chuckled darkly. “How noble.” His hand clapped Alejandro’s back. “My son can handle himself.” Turning to Dino, he murmured, “Strength without power is useless. Challenge Alejandro again, and the consequences will be beyond you.” Dino’s jaw clenched, but he held his silence. As Sanchez walked away, Alejandro lingered, grinning. Then he followed. Elena exhaled shakily. Dino turned to her. “Are you okay?” She nodded, though her hands trembled. “Come on. Let’s get out of here.” A Moment of Peace—Shattered Dino led Elena to a secluded balcony overlooking the courtyard. “Thank you,” she whispered. He leaned against the railing. “You don’t have to thank me.” She studied him. “You keep standing up to him.” “I always will.” A long silence stretched between them before she asked, “Then why do you stay?” Dino’s grip tightened on the railing. “Because I won’t leave you to face this alone.” Elena’s breath hitched, but before she could respond— Gunfire ripped through the night. Dino moved instantly, shielding her. Below, masked men spilled from a black SUV, rifles raised. “Get inside,” he ordered. A bullet shattered a nearby window. “Dino—” “Now!” He pulled her inside as alarms blared. Sanchez’s guards scrambled, but Dino didn’t wait for orders. He grabbed a fallen guard’s gun and took position at the entrance. Alejandro stormed into the hall. “What the hell is happening?” Dino ignored him. The intruders were already inside. Rivals? Assassins? It didn’t matter. He fired. One man dropped. The second spun, shooting wildly. Dino ducked, his movements precise. He fired again. Another collapsed. Sanchez’s men finally retaliated, forcing the attackers back. Alejandro was nowhere to be seen. Dino reloaded, scanning for Elena. She was crouched behind cover, gripping a pistol from a fallen guard. Good. She wasn’t defenseless. A commanding voice barked from outside. “¡Vámonos! Fall back!” The attackers dragged their wounded, retreating into the SUV. Silence fell. Then, sirens. Sanchez stormed in, fury in his eyes. “Who were they?” Alejandro demanded. No one answered. Sanchez’s gaze flicked to Dino, suspicion evident. Dino met his stare, unflinching. This wasn’t random. Someone was sending a message. And Sanchez wasn’t sure if it was meant for him—or Dino. Earlier That Night Neon lights pulses the city as Elena sprinted through darkened streets, breath ragged. A relentless Alejandro was behind her . She is running barefoot, ignoring the sting of asphalt.She tore of heels as it slowed her down. She ducked into an alley, pressing against the cold brick wall. Had she lost him? Then—footsteps. “Elena…” Alejandro’s voice was taunting. “You don’t think you can actually get away, do you?” Heart pounding, she looked up. A rusted fire escape. She climbed, arms burning. Alejandro turned the corner, eyes scanning. Then—he looked up. “Elena,” he called, his smile sharpening. She scrambled faster. A gunshot rang out. The bullet struck inches from her hand. Alejandro lowered his gun, smirking. “That was a warning, princesa.” Elena ignored him. She reached the rooftop, legs trembling, but stopped short. The gap to the next building was too wide. Trapped. The rooftop door burst open. One of Alejandro’s men stepped out, gun raised. Elena braced herself. She would fight. Then—a flash of movement. The thug grunted, staggering forward. A hand clamped over his mouth before dragging him into the shadows. Dino. Elena’s breath caught. He emerged, dark eyes locking onto hers. “Elena,” his voice tight. “Come with me.” She didn’t hesitate. Dino took her hand, leading her toward another fire escape. They climbed down swiftly, vanishing into the night. Back on the rooftop, Alejandro stood at the edge, watching them disappear. He licked his bloodied lip, eyes gleaming. “She thinks she’s safe with him,” he murmured. A slow, wicked smile spread across his face. “Let’s show her just how wrong she is.
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The rain had slowed by dawn, but the chill lingered. The warehouse in Milan was quieter now, but inside its steel walls, the tension had never been louder.Riva lay on a medical cot, her breathing shallow but stable. A white bandage wrapped tightly around her thigh, stained with faint pink. Tomiwa stood guard at the door, rifle slung casually over his shoulder, eyes alert for any sign of The Crows.Dino stood by the window, staring out at the grey morning light. His fists clenched as he replayed Riva’s warning over and over again in his mind. The Crows.Paula approached silently. "She’ll recover. She said they tracked her from Zurich. They're ghosts. She barely got out."Dino nodded. "Sanchez planned this in layers. Mirador, Navaro... and now a third unit completely off-grid. This wasn’t just legacy preservation. He wanted scorched earth if he ever went down."Paula looked over her shoulder, then lowered her voice. "Alejandro’s been... distant. Since yesterday. He hasn’t said a word t
Chapter 139
The warehouse in Milan reeked of oil, gunmetal, and burnt rubber. Rain drummed against the corrugated roof in a steady rhythm, each drop a drumbeat to the gathering storm.Dino paced in the shadows, his jaw tight, the weight of their victories doing little to ease the tension clawing at his nerves. Zurich had been a win—but it was only a scratch on the surface. Mirador was in custody, but his silence thus far was a louder scream than any confession.Sergio stood by the makeshift monitor wall, watching a live feed from the G-8 security compound where Mirador was being held. “Still nothing. Not a damn word.”“He knows his fate,” Paula muttered, crossing her arms. “If he speaks, he dies by the hands of Sanchez’s loyalists. If he stays quiet, he’ll rot.”Tomiwa walked in then, soaked to the bone but with fire in his eyes. “Intercepted chatter. A coded message was left outside the Zurich site. It’s from Sanchez. He’s trying to reach someone.”Dino’s gaze snapped to him. “Who?”Tomiwa tosse
Chapter 138
The storm hit Genoa that night. Rain lashed at the windows of Dino’s high-rise office, now serving as the nerve center of their alliance. Lightning split the sky in violent forks, illuminating the tension that never truly left the room.Dino stood before the massive glass pane, the city below flickering with half-dimmed lights and panic. News of the vault explosions had sent shockwaves across Europe, and while the world tried to make sense of the attacks, Dino was several steps ahead. He had to be. Especially now that Sanchez was no longer a shadowy cartel figure pulling strings—he was caged. But dangerous still."He won’t stay quiet," Tomiwa muttered, tossing a newly intercepted message on the table. It was written in code, but the threat was loud and clear. Capello and Elena. They were targets.Sergio, seated at the corner of the room with a pistol on the table before him, let out a low whistle. "Man’s in prison, and he's still swinging blades. This guy is relentless.""And smart,"
Chapter 137
The soft hum of fluorescent lights buzzed in the concrete bowels of the high-security prison outside Palermo. Inside a heavily guarded wing, Sanchez sat behind reinforced glass, his face older but no less venomous. His once-expensive suit was replaced with an orange jumpsuit, but his eyes burned with undiminished rage.Two guards flanked the security post while a prison psychologist observed him from the other side of the partition. He barely blinked."I want to send a message," Sanchez said coolly.The psychologist raised an eyebrow. "This isn’t a press room."Sanchez leaned forward, revealing a stitched scar on his temple, a reminder of his violent capture. "Then write this down. Tell Capello... and Elena. The walls of this cage won't last forever. And when I get out, I’ll bury them both."The guards stepped in, but Sanchez didn’t resist. As they dragged him back into his cell, he laughed—low and venomous."Time doesn’t heal debts. It just fattens them."---Milan – Rooftop Safehous
Chapter 136
The dawn was bleak over Milan, casting long shadows across the shattered skyline. The fallout from the strikes against Mirador had left a void — and in that silence, new threats were already clawing to the surface.Dino stood in the armory, his fingers brushing over the cold steel of a modified pistol. The vault explosions, the fall of Vexler, and the disruption of Mirador’s European backbone — it was everything they had fought for. But there was no triumph in his eyes. Not yet.Sergio approached, his face smeared with soot and cuts. “The final reports are in. Vexler’s entire chain collapsed. Offshore accounts frozen, the Lisbon office burnt out, and the rest — scattered. We should be celebrating.”Dino looked up slowly. “We took out the snake’s head. But the body is still thrashing.”Alejandro strode into the room, black gloves in one hand, the other holding a blood-stained dossier. He hadn’t said much since the strike in Madrid. Something had changed. The Alejandro who had stood bes
Chapter 135
The Swiss Alps stood like eternal sentinels under a gray sky, their peaks sheathed in white silence. Somewhere beneath them, the Genesis facility awaited.Sergio tightened his gloves and adjusted the scope on his rifle. He crouched behind a snow-covered ridge, eyes fixed on the distant structure nestled into the mountain face. The facility wasn’t marked on any map. No lights. No footprints. Just shadows.Beside him, Tomiwa checked the schematics again. “Thermal says two heat signatures inside. Small security. This is more a tomb than a lab.”Sergio nodded. “Still. Whatever Vexler left behind, it was worth hiding this deep.”Tomiwa shifted his gaze toward the other ridge, where Alejandro stood alone, silent, staring down at the complex below. The wind howled around him, but he didn’t flinch. He looked like a ghost—or worse, a man reborn.“He’s different,” Tomiwa muttered.Sergio glanced up. “Back to his old self.”“More like... what he was trying not to be.”---Back at the temporary b
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