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Cipher stepped into the dimly lit chamber, seated there was a man dressed in leather behind the desk. Shadows clung to the corners of the room, swallowing every ounce of warmth. The boss didn’t even lift his eyes from the scotch glass in his hand.“Well?” the man’s voice came, calm but authoritative “It’s done,” Cipher replied firmly. “I planted the bomb underneath the building as planned. They are all dead.A slow nod followed. The boss swirled the amber liquid in his glass, his gaze distant, thoughtful.“No one survived?” he asked again, this time with a slight edge. “You’re absolutely sure?”Cipher hesitated a moment before straightening. “Yes. I made sure everything went according to plan. Kayla. Adrian. Victor. Ethan. Clarissa. They were all in the building when it blew.”The boss finally looked up, his steel-grey eyes pinning Cipher in place. “And you’re confident that no one saw you?"“No one,” Cipher responded obedientlyThe boss rose to his feet with the elegance of a lion

The message sent had been simple, cryptic, and said to be of utmost importance. No name. No sender. Just a location and time.Adrian read it twice, jaw tightening. His instincts buzzed with curiosity and doubt.Across the city, Ethan stared at the same message, eyebrows furrowed. “What the hell is this?” he muttered. Clarissa leaned over his shoulder. “Whats this supposed to mean.are you going to go"?“I don’t know. But I feel like I should.”Victor laughed coldly as he pocketed the message. “Nice try, bastards. Let’s see what you have planned. I know for a fact Adrian is doing this."Kayla clutched her phone nervously. “Adrian, did you get this?”He nodded. “We’re going. I’ll have men surrounding the area. Stay close to me and you'll be safe."By noon, the old industrial building sat like a waiting beast, rusting and silent. One by one, they arrived. First Adrian and Kayla, then Ethan and Clarissa. Victor arrived last, flanked by two guards, a smug smirk painted on his face.“You?, A

Fiona paced the dimly lit hotel room, her heartbeat thudding like a war drum in her chest. She had been on the run long enough, laying low, changing hotels, wearing wigs to flaw her appearance,But the anxiety never stopped. The fear only grew deeper. Adrian could find her. Victor could kill her. It was just a matter of who got to her first and either way, she's dead.She picked up the burner phone, the third one she’d used this week, and dialed a number she was told never to call unless she was desperate. She was. The call rang once.A voice answered. No pleasantries, no name. Just silence.“I need to meet with you,” Fiona said. “Tonight. In person. It’s urgent.”“Address,” the voice replied, cold and straight She gave them the hotel name and room number, then hung up. No time for pleasantries. She knew how this worked. She was dealing with an organization that specialized in making people disappear. An elite house of assassins. And she needed their best.Exactly twenty five minutes

Victor’s men stood tall in the dark alley, their faces hidden behind hideous masks, their posture as stupid as they are. Ethan walked calmly toward them, a black leather briefcase in one hand and a composed expression masking the war that's going on inside of him.“This better be everything,” the tallest of Victor’s men growled, stretching out his hand.Ethan dropped the briefcase onto the car bonnet. “It’s all there. Every file, every password, every damn thing you asked for.”The man snapped it open, flipping through neatly arranged files, USB drives, and hard copies of encrypted accounts. Ethan had worked all night with Adrian’s tech team to make them look real. The level of detail was so precise, even an expert would be fooled—at least, for a while.“Now that you are satisfied, will you take me to her?,” Ethan demanded, voice cold and sharp like steel.“Master Victor will decide that,” the man replied and motioned for him to wait.A sleek black car pulled up beside them. Victor s

What!!?? Rissa is missing??!!”Kayla’s voice rang out like a siren screaming to free herself from a wicked fisherman's net ,slicing through the calm. Her hands trembled, Ethans phone clutched tightly as the message flashed on the screen. Ethan’s face was drained of color. Adrian turned immediately, eyes narrowing.“Wait—what did you just say?” he asked, stepping closer.Kayla’s lips quivered. “Cant you hear him, he said that my best friend is fucking missing." Adrian’s jaw tensed. “What the hell are you talking about? We were all together just hours ago.”Ethan stood frozen, his phone buzzing again in his pocket. Slowly, he pulled it out. One glance, and his stomach dropped.It read:"Come alone. We have your girl. You have 48 hours. Don’t tell Adrian. Or she dies.A chill swept down his spine. His throat dried as Adrian noticed the way Ethan’s fingers twitched around his phone.“What’s going on?” Adrian asked, stepping forward. “You just got a message too. Show me.”Ethan slipped th

The sun rose beautifully over the lockwood estate, making the environment look surreal.Kayla stretched beautifully under the silk sheets, her body still aching from the night before. Her skin tingled with the memory of Adrian’s touch, his kiss, the feeling of him inside her, the way he pleasured her in a way she couldn't imagine.“Happy Valentine’s Day, sweetheart,” Adrian’s deep voice broke through her thoughts. He leaned against the doorframe, his blue eyes soft, a beautiful smile plastered on his faceKayla sat up, smiling. “Is it Val's day already?"He walked to her, kissed her forehead, then murmured, “ Yes, it is. Now I need you to get dressed, I'm taking you somewhere special."She giggled. “Special? Where?”Adrian smirked. “How is it a surprise if I tell you"An hour later, Kayla stepped out of the mansion, looking so beautiful and speechless because she saw....Ethan stood by the car, grinning from ear to ear, while Clarissa waved excitedly, already seated inside. Adrian held