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Chapter 133
The silence in the room was crushing. Silvana sat on the edge of her bed, her back to the window, her hands clenched into the soft folds of her robe. The warm golden light from the bedside lamp danced over her hair, but her eyes—once bright with defiance—were now dimmed. Her body ached. The healing bullet wound still flared when she breathed too hard. But it wasn’t the pain that unsteadied her tonight. It was Zia's absence She had tucked that little girl into bed every night for months, read her stories, brushed her hair. Zia had called her Mommy without hesitation—without prompting. Now… that room down the hall was dark. Still. Empty. Silvana pressed a hand to her swollen abdomen and closed her eyes. > “Stay calm… for the baby,” she whispered. “Just breathe…” But her voice broke. Tears spilled over, silent at first—then steady. She curled in on herself, rocking slightly, as though trying to protect the child growing inside her from the grief clawing at her heart. > “Sh
Chapter 132
Silvana paced like a panther in a cage, her bare feet silent against the cold tiles, but her fury reverberating in the air. Aiden stood at the console, phone pressed to his ear. “Tell me you can stall this,” he barked into the line. On the screen: Attorney Gideon Hale, one of Aiden’s most ruthless legal minds, flanked by a team of assistants behind him. “I’ve filed a counter-injunction at the High Court in Grendale,” Hale replied, voice clipped and urgent. “But listen to me, Aiden — the judge who signed Amelia Reyes’ order? He was bought. And the petition was sealed to prevent us from objecting ahead of time.” Aiden gritted his teeth. “What about leverage? Background dirt? Anything to twist the judge’s arm?” “We’re pulling phone logs and offshore travel. But it won’t be ready in time.” Silvana stopped pacing. “Then we don’t have time.” She marched toward the secure weapons locker. Aiden turned. “Silvana—what are you doing?” Her hand hovered over the biometric lock. “She’s
chapter 131
The air in the war room was thin, heavy with tension and artificial chill.Rows of screens still lit with cascading code and flickering surveillance feeds formed a digital cocoon around Zain, who stood motionless, hands clasped behind his back, eyes fixed on the large central monitor.But his posture was a lie.Underneath, he was boiling.A secure phone buzzed once — the sound too sharp in the silence.He answered.“Sir… we’ve lost Braise.”Zain didn’t speak.The voice continued, shakier now.“He was intercepted near the Romanov estate. Detective Harper was leading the arrest. We believe he was trying to extract Amelia.”Zain’s jaw tightened. The tendons in his neck tensed like wires.“And Amelia?”“Still inside. But… we have strong reason to believe she’s… turned.”Zain turned toward the display behind him — an encrypted thread of Amelia’s digital activity.A red triangle now blinked in the corner.A recent transmission.Audio.Unsealed.Timestamp: 2:41 AM.Zain’s eyes narrowed as he
chapter 130
The door creaked open slowly.Aiden stepped inside, his movements calm — but watchful. His sharp eyes scanned the room the way a tactician would a battlefield. He noted the subtle signs: the faint scent of perfume over stale sweat, the phone slightly hidden under the pillow, the bag just barely peeking from beneath the bed.She was planning to run.Amelia, sitting near the vanity, didn’t rise. Her face was framed by moonlight, lips pressed into a line. Her hands rested gently on her lap — too gently.“I thought I’d get a little sleep,” she said, voice smooth.“You were awake when I knocked,” Aiden replied flatly. “You've been awake for hours.”She turned her gaze toward him, guarded. “Are you here to accuse me of something?”“No,” Aiden said. “I’m here to let you tell me yourself.”Silence.He stepped further in, shutting the door behind him. The sound echoed like a seal.“There’s something off in this house, Amelia,” he continued. “Silvana feels it. Zia sensed it. I’ve ignored it for
chapter 129
The room was a hushed hive of concentrated focus — blue light flickering from monitors, the steady hum of encrypted servers alive with motion. At the head of the room stood Aiden, arms crossed, his expression carved in quiet triumph. To his left, Detective Harper leaned over Madelyn’s shoulder as she ran final diagnostics on the breach sweep. Her fingers danced across the keyboard with surgical precision, her face taut with control. “Phase Four complete,” Madelyn reported. “The Trojan repackage deployed successfully. We captured Zain’s entire digital shell structure.” “Every dummy company?” Harper asked. “Every one,” she confirmed. “Including Crescent Bay, Apex Cerberus Holdings, and the Kova endowment trail.” Aiden nodded once. “And his command hub?” Soren, the cyber analyst, pointed at a monitor. “We’ve located it in downtown Liren — thirty miles off city grid, disguised under a financial arbitrage firm. Signal latency suggests he's still inside.” Aiden’s voice was razor-shar
Chapter 128
The halls of the Romanov mansion were quiet, wrapped in the hush of approaching midnight. Soft golden sconces cast muted light along the marble walls, but the tension in the air felt electric — as if the house itself was holding its breath. Amelia moved with care, barefoot on the marble to silence her steps, her silk robe wrapped tightly around her. Her hair was slightly damp, as if she had just taken a shower — but the anxious dart of her eyes said otherwise. She had overheard Aiden on a hushed call hours earlier, something about a "sweep" and “exposing infiltration”. He knew. She didn’t know how much — or how close he was to linking her and Braise — but every fiber in her told her the walls were closing in. She needed to know what they’d found… or who they’d told. She moved toward the eastern wing — near the sublevel office entrance where Aiden’s private server room lay. He usually locked it, but maybe, just maybe, she could see something… hear something… As she rounded the c
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