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ECHOES OF BETRAYAL

Penulis: Elena
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-03-09 18:53:08

CHAPTER 6:

Elara's Perspective

The aftermath of the warehouse attack left our organization in a state of heightened alert. Damian and I worked tirelessly to fortify our defenses and anticipate Sergei's next move. Despite our efforts, a sense of unease lingered, as if the shadows of the past were closing in on us.

One evening, as I reviewed security protocols in my office, a knock at the door interrupted my thoughts. Niko entered, his expression unusually tense.

"Elara, there's someone here to see you," he announced. "She claims to have information about Sergei Ivanov."

Curiosity piqued, I nodded. "Send her in."

A woman stepped into the room, her demeanor confident yet cautious. She appeared to be in her early thirties, with striking features and an air of familiarity that I couldn't quite place.

"My name is Anya," she began, her voice steady. "I have information that could be valuable to you."

"And why should I trust you, Anya?" I inquired, studying her closely.

She met my gaze withou
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    CHAPTER 7:Elara's PerspectiveThe safe house attack had shaken our organization. Sergei Ivanov was no longer lurking in the shadows—he was making his move, and we were running out of time. Every day we hesitated, he gained more ground. Damian and I had spent the last forty-eight hours strategizing, meeting with our lieutenants, and securing alliances. But the reality was clear: war was coming.Tonight, we had gathered our most trusted people in the estate’s underground war room—a heavily fortified chamber beneath the mansion, outfitted with state-of-the-art surveillance and tactical equipment. The walls were lined with maps of our territories, red markings indicating the locations Sergei had already targeted.“Sergei isn’t just trying to weaken us,” Damian said, pacing at the head of the room. His voice was sharp, commanding. “He’s trying to dismantle everything we built.”Niko leaned forward, his hands clasped. “The attack on the safe house wasn’t just a message. He’s probing our de

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  • BETROTHED TO THE ALPHA MAFIA KING    BLOOD AND VOWS

    CHAPTER 8:Elara's PerspectivePain.It was the first thing I registered as I drifted between consciousness and oblivion. A dull, burning sensation in my shoulder, a sharp ache in my side. I forced my eyes open, the dim glow of candlelight flickering against the high ceilings of a room I didn’t recognize.The bed beneath me was softer than anything I was used to, the sheets cool against my feverish skin. I tried to push myself up, but a wave of dizziness sent me back down.“Elara.”I turned my head toward the voice. Damian sat beside me, his expression unreadable, but the tension in his posture betrayed him. He looked exhausted.“How long?” My voice came out hoarse.“Three days.”Three days? I forced my sluggish mind to piece things together. Sergei. The ambush. The gunshot. Damianâ€ĶI blinked. “He got away.”Damian’s jaw tightened. “For now.”I let out a slow breath, staring at the ceiling. “He won’t stop. You know that.”“I do.”Silence stretched between us. There was something about

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  • BETROTHED TO THE ALPHA MAFIA KING    A GAME OF SHADOWS

    CHAPTER 9:Elara's PerspectiveThe mansion was eerily quiet at this hour. I stood by the window in Damian’s room, watching the city lights flicker like distant stars. The war had entered a dangerous new phase—one where every decision, every second, could mean life or death.Sergei Ivanov was no longer just a threat lurking in the background. He was moving with purpose, striking at us with precision. Damian and I had spent the last few days tightening our defenses, fortifying our alliances. But it wasn’t enough.We needed to go on the offensive.The soft creak of the door opening behind me drew my attention. I turned to see Damian stepping inside, his presence filling the room like a storm rolling in. He had shed his usual suit jacket, the sleeves of his black dress shirt rolled up, revealing the inked lines of tattoos along his forearms.“You’re still awake.” His voice was low, rough with exhaustion.I crossed my arms, leaning against the window frame. “So are you.”He smirked, but th

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  • BETROTHED TO THE ALPHA MAFIA KING    NO MERCY

    CHAPTER 10:Elara’s PerspectiveThe scent of blood and gunpowder still clung to my clothes as I stood in Damian’s office, my hands pressed flat against the polished mahogany desk. The remnants of the ambush still burned in my mind—flames licking at the warehouse, bodies sprawled on the cold ground, the betrayal written in fire and smoke.Sergei had outplayed us tonight. But this wasn’t over.Across from me, Damian leaned back in his chair, his expression unreadable. His dark shirt was still stained with soot, a thin red line on his shoulder where a bullet had grazed him. He hadn't even bothered to get it bandaged yet.I broke the silence first. “We need to retaliate. Now.”Damian’s jaw tightened. “And we will.”I exhaled sharply. “Waiting gives Sergei the advantage. He knows we’re coming for him now.”He met my gaze, something dark swirling behind his eyes. “I don’t plan on waiting long.”Something in his voice sent a shiver down my spine. It wasn’t just rage. It was something colder.

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  • BETROTHED TO THE ALPHA MAFIA KING    SMOKE AND CROWNS

    CHAPTER 11:Elara’s PerspectiveThe scent of gunpowder and blood had barely faded from my skin, yet the world had already moved on. Sergei Ivanov was dead. His empire was crumbling, his men either running or pledging loyalty to Damian. The city had shifted, the tides of power settling into new hands.Damian’s hands.And mine.I stood in the grand dining hall of the Volkov estate, staring at the map laid out before me. Red lines crisscrossed the city, marking territories, alliances, threats. With Sergei gone, there were gaps to be filled, vultures circling, waiting to take what they thought was now free.But nothing in this world was free.Niko leaned against the wall, arms crossed, watching as Damian studied the map. "The Bratva are waiting for confirmation. Some of Sergei’s old allies want assurance that we’ll honor their deals.”Damian didn’t look up. “And will they honor ours?”Niko smirked. “They don’t have a choice.”A flicker of satisfaction ran through me. Power was a delicate

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  • BETROTHED TO THE ALPHA MAFIA KING    SHADOWS AND ECHOES

    CHAPTER 12:Elara's PerspectiveThe days following our encounter with Konstantin Mikhailov were tense. The city seemed to hold its breath, waiting for the next move in this deadly game of power. Damian and I had fortified our alliances, but an uneasy feeling gnawed at me—a sense that we were missing something crucial.One evening, as I poured over intelligence reports in the study, a soft knock interrupted my thoughts. Katya stepped in, her face pale and eyes wide with concern."Elara," she began, her voice trembling, "I think someone is following me."I stood immediately, crossing the room to her side. "What happened?"She wrung her hands, glancing over her shoulder as if expecting someone to emerge from the shadows. "For the past few days, I've noticed a man—a different one each time—watching me from a distance. At the market, near the church, even outside the mansion gates."My heart tightened with fear and anger. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?""I didn't want to worry you," she w

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  • BETROTHED TO THE ALPHA MAFIA KING    THE GATHERING STORM

    CHAPTER 13:Elara's PerspectiveThe aftermath of our raid on Konstantin's warehouse left a temporary calm, but I knew better than to trust it. In our world, silence often precedes the most violent storms. Damian and I spent countless hours strategizing, anticipating Konstantin's next move. Yet, an unsettling feeling lingered—a sense that we were overlooking a critical detail.One evening, as I reviewed our security protocols, a knock echoed through the study. Niko entered, his expression grave."Elara, we've intercepted communications suggesting that Konstantin is planning a significant move against us," he reported.My heart tightened. "What have you discovered?""He's been consolidating forces, reaching out to old allies, and securing new weapon shipments," Niko explained. "It appears he's preparing for an all-out assault."I nodded, absorbing the gravity of the situation. "We need to bolster our defenses and ensure our allies remain loyal. Any sign of dissent must be addressed imme

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  • BETROTHED TO THE ALPHA MAFIA KING    A NEW DAWN

    CHAPTER 14:Elara's PerspectiveThe fall of Konstantin marked the end of a tumultuous era. With his empire dismantled, a fragile peace settled over our world. But peace, I had learned, is not merely the absence of conflict; it requires nurturing, vigilance, and, above all, unity.In the weeks following the final battle, Damian and I focused on rebuilding. Our organization had suffered losses, both in manpower and morale. We needed to restore faith among our allies and ensure that the vacuum left by Konstantin's downfall didn't invite new threats.One morning, as I reviewed reports in my office, Niko entered, his expression thoughtful."Elara," he began, "with Konstantin gone, several factions are vying for control over the territories he once held. If we don't act, we risk another power struggle."I nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "We need to stabilize those regions and support leaders who align with our vision for peace."Niko agreed. "I've identified a few potent

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