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Chapter 16: Ashes and Glass
Morning came, bleeding pale light through the skyline of Blackridge. The storm had passed, leaving the city drenched and steaming, as if the rain had tried and failed to wash away the sin. Ava hadn’t slept. She sat in Ethan’s penthouse, still wearing his shirt — the sleeves rolled up over her wrists, the faint scent of smoke and steel clinging to her skin. Her reflection in the glass looked foreign — softer, uncertain, haunted by everything she’d seen. Below her, the city pulsed — cars crawling through streets slick with rain, people moving like ghosts through the fog. Somewhere out there, her father’s men were searching for her, for Ethan, for a way to erase the embarrassment last night had caused. And somewhere in that same maze of streets, whispers were already rising: The Wolf General lives. She turned when she heard the door open. Ethan stepped in, freshly bandaged, clean shirt, no expression. He moved like the storm itself — controlled, quiet, but full of violence waiting
Chapter 15: Shadows in the Rain
The rain hadn’t stopped for three days.It came down in silver knives, cutting through the industrial skyline, washing away the filth that the city could never cleanse on its own. Inside the warehouse, the air was heavy with rust, oil, and unspoken words.Ethan sat on the edge of a steel crate, sleeves rolled up, eyes fixed on the floor. His shirt clung to his skin, dark with sweat and rain. Across from him, Ava paced, arms wrapped around herself as if she could hold the weight of her guilt together.They hadn’t spoken much since she arrived.He’d offered her dry clothes and silence — two things he knew she needed more than forgiveness.Now, as thunder cracked over the harbor, she finally broke the stillness.“Do you ever regret it?” she asked softly.Ethan’s eyes lifted. “What?”“Us.”He studied her, his gaze steady and unreadable. “Every day,” he said after a long pause. “And never once.”She exhaled, the tension in her shoulders trembling. “You make that sound like a punishment.”“
Chapter 14: The Price of Loyalty
The rain hadn’t stopped for three days.It came down in silver knives, cutting through the industrial skyline, washing away the filth that the city could never cleanse on its own. Inside the warehouse, the air was heavy with rust, oil, and unspoken words.Ethan sat on the edge of a steel crate, sleeves rolled up, eyes fixed on the floor. His shirt clung to his skin, dark with sweat and rain. Across from him, Ava paced, arms wrapped around herself as if she could hold the weight of her guilt together.They hadn’t spoken much since she arrived.He’d offered her dry clothes and silence — two things he knew she needed more than forgiveness.Now, as thunder cracked over the harbor, she finally broke the stillness.“Do you ever regret it?” she asked softly.Ethan’s eyes lifted. “What?”“Us.”He studied her, his gaze steady and unreadable. “Every day,” he said after a long pause. “And never once.”She exhaled, the tension in her shoulders trembling. “You make that sound like a punishment.”“
Chapter 13: Bllid in the Water
The Langston estate had never felt so cold.Ava stood by the window of her father’s study, watching the storm sweep across the grounds. The world outside looked like glass and smoke—beautiful, but fragile. She could almost see Ethan’s reflection in the clouds, that look of disbelief when she’d tried to explain herself. “You betrayed me to save me.”His words had been quiet, but they cut deeper than a scream ever could.Behind her, the heavy oak doors creaked open. Her father entered, his steps measured and deliberate. The scent of cigar smoke followed him, curling into the air like poison.“So,” he began, settling into his chair, “you told him.”Ava turned sharply. “You knew he would find out. You set me up.”Langston’s lips curved. “You think I needed to? Ethan Carter is a man who destroys himself. All I did was show him where to look.”Her jaw clenched. “He loved this family. He rebuilt everything you lost when you gambled away the company’s name.”“Love,” her father scoffed. “Love
Chapter 12: Bloodline of the Valentines
Ava Valente was elegance herself today as always. That morning, the Valente estate glowed with the sheen of old money and quiet menace. Marble floors reflected chandeliers that dripped crystal light; portraits of dead ancestors stared down with eyes too knowing. Every corner smelled faintly of cigars, roses, and iron discipline.And through that grand foyer walked Ava — head high, heels sharp, crimson dress catching the dawn light. The silk hugged her form, a weapon in itself. Her expression was poised, serene, but her eyes — a molten amber inherited from her mother — missed nothing.Every glance. Every whisper. Every betrayal.The men in her father’s service called her la fiamma silenziosa — the silent flame. They thought she didn’t notice the way their gazes lingered when she passed, or the way they said her name with equal parts awe and fear. But she’d grown up under Don Alessandro Valente. She knew the difference between admiration and weakness. And she’d learned early that both
Chapter 11: The Echo of Steel
It was night and the rain fell in silver threads over the rusted bones of Blackridge, washing grime from rooftops that hadn’t seen sunlight in years. Neon signs flickered above shuttered pawnshops and brothels, their dying light reflecting in oil-slick puddles that painted the streets in fractured color.Ethan Cross stood beneath a dented awning, his hood pulled low, cigarette burning to a tired ember. The smoke curled upward, lost to the wet night. He had always liked the rain—it silenced the world. Hid the gunshots. Blurred the past.This street had been his once. The Iron Syndicate’s old quarter. Back when he’d been someone men whispered about. Back when “Wolf General” wasn’t just a name—it was a warning.He hadn’t come here to remember. But some ghosts are louder than reason.Now he was just Ethan Cross—the unemployed son-in-law of Alessandro Valente, a man whose dinner table was a battlefield of politics, whose words could end empires. Ava’s husband. The quiet one. The disappoint
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