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The Hidden Ally
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(Ferro’s POV)Olivia stood before me, trembling like a drenched little hen that was looking for her mother in the midst of a storm, her defiance crumbling under the weight of her fear. Her green eyes darted between James and me, searching for a way out, but there wasn’t one. Not tonight.I leaned back in my chair, the leather creaking under the weight of my amusement. Beside me, James swirled his glass of whiskey lazily, his smirk widening as he watched her.“You look surprised to see James, Olivia,” I said smoothly, my voice slicing through the silence. “What’s the matter? Did you really think I would discard James like a piece of trash?”Her lips parted, but no words came out.“Oh, you did,” I continued, letting a cold laugh escape. “How deliciously naive of you. But that’s what I wanted, wasn’t it? For you to believe I’d turned on him. For you to trust me.”Her fists clenched, and I could see the flicker of anger beneath her fear. Beautiful.James chuckled beside me, raising his gl
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(Dual POV: Olivia and Armando)Olivia’s POVThe first thing I felt was the warmth of his arms. My head rested against his chest, the steady thrum of his heartbeat filling the silence.“Olivia,” Armando’s voice broke through the haze, low and strained. His hand brushed a strand of hair from my face, his touch gentle but desperate.I blinked slowly, the light in the room too harsh for my pounding head. Every breath felt like a struggle, and the metallic taste of poison still lingered on my tongue.“You’re awake,” he said, relief flooding his voice.I struggled to sit up, but his hands steadied me. “How…?” I literally thought I was going to die after the pain I had felt before I passed out. The second time I was passing out in how many days.“An antidote,” he said curtly. “We were lucky Dominic got his hands on it in time to give it to the doctor.”My mind swirled with fragments of the summit, Celeste’s soothi
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(Armando’s POV)The ocean roared beneath us, the speedboat slicing through the choppy waves as my me prepared for what was likely a suicide mission because we were unsure how many men were with Ferro on the island. The salt spray clung to my skin, but it couldn’t wash away the weight crushing my chest. I couldn’t just get the face of Olivia out of my mind. My chest heaved and I really hated this feeling so much and really wished I would never feel this way.Olivia was out there, trapped in the clutches of a monster. Every second that passed felt like a knife twisting in my gut. I knew Ferro and I knew he was. Ruthless son of a bitch and I swore that if I see just a scratch on Olivia’s body, I would rip him apart and feed his balls to the vultures.Dominic’s voice crackled over the headset. “We’re five minutes out. The island’s heavily fortified—guards on every entry point. You’ll only have one shot at this.”“I don’t care what it takes,” I s
