He nodded, his jaw was clenched, and his fists balled at his sides. "I’m asking you to help me expose them, Lila. Help me take them down. You know what they did now. To other families. To Isaac. And to you" His eyes were full of pain, but there was also something darker there, something I didn’t fully understand. "I can’t do this alone. I need someone on the inside. Someone who knows what it’s like to be broken by them, to have everything torn apart by their lies." I shook my head, my hands trembling. "But Damon... you’re talking about revenge. About becoming what they made you." He stepped closer, his presence felt overwhelming. "And you think I haven’t thought about that?" he said, his voice rising. "Do you think I enjoy being the villain? No, Lila. But if they want me to be a monster, I’ll be the biggest one they’ve ever seen. And I’ll drag them down with me. I’m doing this for us—for everyone they’ve hurt. For the people who can’t fight back." His eyes softened, his voice be
Lila’s POVThe morning sunlight streamed through the large windows of our kitchen. The scent of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air. It was a beautiful scene—Los Angeles waking up to another beautiful day, birds chirping in the distance, and the world seemingly at peace.I stood at the sink, my hands were in warm, soapy water as I scrubbed the last of the breakfast plates. My reflection on the windowpane stared back at me, the face that I saw was perfect and composed, as though I had everything anyone could ever want. Behind me, Alex sat at the dining table, legs crossed, reading the morning paper like the devoted husband he pretended to be. His brow shifted slightly as he looked at the headlines, his coffee cup resting beside him.At least, that's how it seemed to most people. But ever since the gala, I had started noticing the subtle shifts in his behavior—the way his eyes were on me a second too long, or how his tone held a quiet edge when he spoke.Like now. He was pretendi
Lila’s POVDo you have to go?” His voice was soft, almost pleading, as his arms tightened around me. “The medical conference takes about two days, how will I cope without you”Ah, the conference. How could I forget?It was the perfect excuse, one I’d painstakingly planned. A real event, something he could easily verify if he decided to check. But I wouldn’t be attending. No, today wasn’t about medical advancements or networking with colleagues. Today was about meeting Damon and taking another step toward uncovering the truth.I turned slightly in his arms, looking up at him with fake regret. “I do,” I said. “It’s important. You know how these things are.”How funny. Alex, the same man who essentially forced me to give up my career as a doctor, now seemed perfectly fine with me attending a medical conference. Not just fine—encouraging, even. He’d offered to arrange everything, from travel to accommodations. Suspicious didn’t even begin to cover it.Was this guilt? A sudden desire to “s
Lila’s POVThe low rumble of an approaching car drew my attention back to the street. My taxi had arrived. I quickly grabbed my suitcase and made my way downstairs. I paused at the mirror in the entryway, taking a deep breath and forcing a smile onto my face.“You’ve got this,” I whispered to my reflection.I opened the door and stepped outside. My smile widened as I waved to the driver, making sure the men across the street could see. I was just a woman heading to a medical conference. Nothing unusual, nothing suspicious.The driver exited the taxi and hurried to open the trunk, taking my suitcase with a polite nod before returning to the driver’s seat. I slid into the backseat, settling myself and smoothing out the fabric of my dress.“The airport, please,” I said.The driver nodded, and the car began to move. I glanced out the rear window and, as expected, the black SUV pulled out of its spot and started following us. My jaw tightened, but I kept my expression normal . They didn’t
Lila's pov I glanced out of the window, confusion swirling in my mind. I couldn’t make sense of the streets we were passing. They looked unfamiliar, like we were heading into some part of the city I’d never been before. My heart was still pounding in my chest, but it wasn’t just the adrenaline from before anymore. There was a strange, unsettling feeling about where Damon was taking me. Speaking of Damon, I couldn’t help but notice how different he looked. He was dressed so casually, far from the superhero costume I was used to seeing him in. The hoodie and jeans he wore made him seem more approachable, almost... normal. And damn it, he looked good. Too good. Even in his relaxed attire, there was something effortlessly attractive about him. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him, and it seemed like he noticed. A smirk tugged at his lips as he shot me a quick glance. "Can't take your eyes off me, huh?" he said. "I guess I look better than your husband, don't I?" I rolled my eyes, tr
Lila's pov I glanced out of the window, confusion swirling in my mind. I couldn’t make sense of the streets we were passing. They looked unfamiliar, like we were heading into some part of the city I’d never been before. My heart was still pounding in my chest, but it wasn’t just the adrenaline from before anymore. There was a strange, unsettling feeling about where Damon was taking me.Speaking of Damon, I couldn’t help but notice how different he looked. He was dressed so casually, far from the superhero costume I was used to seeing him in. The hoodie and jeans he wore made him seem more approachable, almost... normal. And damn it, he looked good. Too good. Even in his relaxed attire, there was something effortlessly attractive about him.I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him, and it seemed like he noticed. A smirk tugged at his lips as he shot me a quick glance. "Can't take your eyes off me, huh?" he said. "I guess I look better than your husband, don't I?"I rolled my eyes, trying
Lila’s POV:I stood in front of the house, and my breath stopped in my chest. Damon had called this place his “little sanctuary,” but nothing about it screamed “little.” The house was massive, a mansion that looked like it belonged to someone much more powerful than I could comprehend. It looked like something out of a dream—or a nightmare. There was a circular driveway, with shiny black cars parked around the courtyard.Oh my fucking God.I couldn’t believe it. This wasn’t just a house. It was a fortress. The kind of place you only saw in movies, the kind where people who had everything—and wanted to keep it all—lived.“You call this a little sanctuary?” I muttered, my voice was filled with disbelief.Damon glanced over at me, his smirk never fading. “It’s cozy,” he said, with a laugh that made me feel like I was missing something.He led me toward the massive oak doors, pushing them open with ease. As soon as we stepped inside, I was hit by the huge size of the place. The entryway
Lila's pov “This is Caleb A.K.A black vortex” Damon said, nodding toward the figure in the corner. “He works with me as my side kick”Immediately, I heard the name "Black Vortex," and my breath hitched.The name wasn’t just familiar; it was infamous. Black Vortex was a shadow in the underground world, a digital phantom who could infiltrate the most secure systems without leaving a trace. He also had the ability to manipulate shadows, bending them to his will, creating illusions that could disorient or terrify his enemies. This power made him a master of stealth, able to move unseen and strike from the darkness.To hear Damon refer to him so casually, as his sidekick, was both shocking and unnerving.I looked back at the young man in the corner. He didn’t fit the image I had in my head of a notorious hacker. Caleb—Black Vortex—seemed almost... ordinary. His messy black hair fell over his face as he worked, his fingers moving like lightning over the keyboard. “Black Vortex?” I repeate
Lila's pov Damon got off the table. “A while ago,” he said, his voice quieter now, “there was this protest. A big one. Hundreds of people gathered to speak out against the G.H.C. Kids were there, Lila. Families. People who had been hurt, who’d lost everything because of those bastards.”His fists clenched at his sides, and for a moment, he stopped pacing, he was staring at the floor as if reliving the memory. “The G.H.C. sent their soldiers,” he said, his voice laced was with anger. “Rounded everyone up like cattle. I went undercover, tried to get information, tried to help. But…”He turned to me then. “Hyperion used his solar blast. He burned it all down. Every last thing. The people. The evidence. He didn’t even hesitate.”I felt a wave of nausea wash over me. “And you think it’s connected to Project Erebus?”Damon’s gaze hardened. “I don’t just think. I know. Whatever Erebus is, it’s worth more to the G.H.C. than human lives. And your husband—your perfect, heroic husband—he’s neck
Lila's pov “This is Caleb A.K.A black vortex” Damon said, nodding toward the figure in the corner. “He works with me as my side kick”Immediately, I heard the name "Black Vortex," and my breath hitched.The name wasn’t just familiar; it was infamous. Black Vortex was a shadow in the underground world, a digital phantom who could infiltrate the most secure systems without leaving a trace. He also had the ability to manipulate shadows, bending them to his will, creating illusions that could disorient or terrify his enemies. This power made him a master of stealth, able to move unseen and strike from the darkness.To hear Damon refer to him so casually, as his sidekick, was both shocking and unnerving.I looked back at the young man in the corner. He didn’t fit the image I had in my head of a notorious hacker. Caleb—Black Vortex—seemed almost... ordinary. His messy black hair fell over his face as he worked, his fingers moving like lightning over the keyboard. “Black Vortex?” I repeate
Lila’s POV:I stood in front of the house, and my breath stopped in my chest. Damon had called this place his “little sanctuary,” but nothing about it screamed “little.” The house was massive, a mansion that looked like it belonged to someone much more powerful than I could comprehend. It looked like something out of a dream—or a nightmare. There was a circular driveway, with shiny black cars parked around the courtyard.Oh my fucking God.I couldn’t believe it. This wasn’t just a house. It was a fortress. The kind of place you only saw in movies, the kind where people who had everything—and wanted to keep it all—lived.“You call this a little sanctuary?” I muttered, my voice was filled with disbelief.Damon glanced over at me, his smirk never fading. “It’s cozy,” he said, with a laugh that made me feel like I was missing something.He led me toward the massive oak doors, pushing them open with ease. As soon as we stepped inside, I was hit by the huge size of the place. The entryway
Lila's pov I glanced out of the window, confusion swirling in my mind. I couldn’t make sense of the streets we were passing. They looked unfamiliar, like we were heading into some part of the city I’d never been before. My heart was still pounding in my chest, but it wasn’t just the adrenaline from before anymore. There was a strange, unsettling feeling about where Damon was taking me.Speaking of Damon, I couldn’t help but notice how different he looked. He was dressed so casually, far from the superhero costume I was used to seeing him in. The hoodie and jeans he wore made him seem more approachable, almost... normal. And damn it, he looked good. Too good. Even in his relaxed attire, there was something effortlessly attractive about him.I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him, and it seemed like he noticed. A smirk tugged at his lips as he shot me a quick glance. "Can't take your eyes off me, huh?" he said. "I guess I look better than your husband, don't I?"I rolled my eyes, trying
Lila's pov I glanced out of the window, confusion swirling in my mind. I couldn’t make sense of the streets we were passing. They looked unfamiliar, like we were heading into some part of the city I’d never been before. My heart was still pounding in my chest, but it wasn’t just the adrenaline from before anymore. There was a strange, unsettling feeling about where Damon was taking me. Speaking of Damon, I couldn’t help but notice how different he looked. He was dressed so casually, far from the superhero costume I was used to seeing him in. The hoodie and jeans he wore made him seem more approachable, almost... normal. And damn it, he looked good. Too good. Even in his relaxed attire, there was something effortlessly attractive about him. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him, and it seemed like he noticed. A smirk tugged at his lips as he shot me a quick glance. "Can't take your eyes off me, huh?" he said. "I guess I look better than your husband, don't I?" I rolled my eyes, tr
Lila’s POVThe low rumble of an approaching car drew my attention back to the street. My taxi had arrived. I quickly grabbed my suitcase and made my way downstairs. I paused at the mirror in the entryway, taking a deep breath and forcing a smile onto my face.“You’ve got this,” I whispered to my reflection.I opened the door and stepped outside. My smile widened as I waved to the driver, making sure the men across the street could see. I was just a woman heading to a medical conference. Nothing unusual, nothing suspicious.The driver exited the taxi and hurried to open the trunk, taking my suitcase with a polite nod before returning to the driver’s seat. I slid into the backseat, settling myself and smoothing out the fabric of my dress.“The airport, please,” I said.The driver nodded, and the car began to move. I glanced out the rear window and, as expected, the black SUV pulled out of its spot and started following us. My jaw tightened, but I kept my expression normal . They didn’t
Lila’s POVDo you have to go?” His voice was soft, almost pleading, as his arms tightened around me. “The medical conference takes about two days, how will I cope without you”Ah, the conference. How could I forget?It was the perfect excuse, one I’d painstakingly planned. A real event, something he could easily verify if he decided to check. But I wouldn’t be attending. No, today wasn’t about medical advancements or networking with colleagues. Today was about meeting Damon and taking another step toward uncovering the truth.I turned slightly in his arms, looking up at him with fake regret. “I do,” I said. “It’s important. You know how these things are.”How funny. Alex, the same man who essentially forced me to give up my career as a doctor, now seemed perfectly fine with me attending a medical conference. Not just fine—encouraging, even. He’d offered to arrange everything, from travel to accommodations. Suspicious didn’t even begin to cover it.Was this guilt? A sudden desire to “s
Lila’s POVThe morning sunlight streamed through the large windows of our kitchen. The scent of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air. It was a beautiful scene—Los Angeles waking up to another beautiful day, birds chirping in the distance, and the world seemingly at peace.I stood at the sink, my hands were in warm, soapy water as I scrubbed the last of the breakfast plates. My reflection on the windowpane stared back at me, the face that I saw was perfect and composed, as though I had everything anyone could ever want. Behind me, Alex sat at the dining table, legs crossed, reading the morning paper like the devoted husband he pretended to be. His brow shifted slightly as he looked at the headlines, his coffee cup resting beside him.At least, that's how it seemed to most people. But ever since the gala, I had started noticing the subtle shifts in his behavior—the way his eyes were on me a second too long, or how his tone held a quiet edge when he spoke.Like now. He was pretendi
He nodded, his jaw was clenched, and his fists balled at his sides. "I’m asking you to help me expose them, Lila. Help me take them down. You know what they did now. To other families. To Isaac. And to you" His eyes were full of pain, but there was also something darker there, something I didn’t fully understand. "I can’t do this alone. I need someone on the inside. Someone who knows what it’s like to be broken by them, to have everything torn apart by their lies." I shook my head, my hands trembling. "But Damon... you’re talking about revenge. About becoming what they made you." He stepped closer, his presence felt overwhelming. "And you think I haven’t thought about that?" he said, his voice rising. "Do you think I enjoy being the villain? No, Lila. But if they want me to be a monster, I’ll be the biggest one they’ve ever seen. And I’ll drag them down with me. I’m doing this for us—for everyone they’ve hurt. For the people who can’t fight back." His eyes softened, his voice be