The following morning, the suite was abuzz with activity. Alex was on the phone with Moretti Corps’ security team, coordinating a lockdown at the headquarters. Reese typed furiously on her laptop, crafting press releases and coordinating with media contacts to ensure the drone footage reached every major outlet.Maya stood by the window, her arms crossed as she stared out at the city. Zane joined her, his silver eyes steady.“You’re thinking too hard,” he said softly.Maya turned to him, her expression worried. “This attack… if she pulls it off, it could destroy everything you’ve worked for.”“It won’t happen,” Zane said firmly. “We’ve got the upper hand now.”“But Helena doesn’t play fair,” Maya countered. “What if she has another move we don’t see coming?”Zane cupped her face, his touch grounding. “Then we’ll deal with it. Together.”A Final WarningAs the team prepared to leave for the Moretti Corps headquarters, Alex received an encrypted message on his laptop. His brow furrowed
The building shook again, the tremor rippling through the walls of the Moretti Corps headquarters. Maya gripped the edge of the conference table, her green eyes wide as she glanced at Zane.“That wasn’t just the substation,” Maya said, her voice tight with worry.Zane’s phone buzzed with an incoming call. He answered it quickly, his expression darkening as he listened.“That was the fire department,” Zane said, ending the call. “There’s been another explosion—this one in our main storage facility downtown. They’re targeting critical infrastructure.”Maya’s stomach dropped. “She’s escalating. This isn’t just about the company anymore. She’s trying to cripple you completely.”“She’s trying to destroy everything,” Zane said, his silver eyes blazing with determination. “But she won’t win.”Scrambling for ControlIn the IT department, Alex worked frantically alongside the team of technicians, his fingers flying over the keyboard as he tried to outmaneuver the attackers.“They’re hitting us
The next morning dawned with a strange stillness, as if the city itself was bracing for the next wave of chaos. Maya woke to find Zane already dressed, his silver eyes scanning his phone as he stood by the window.“Any updates?” she asked, her voice groggy.“Helena’s quiet,” Zane replied, his tone unreadable. “Too quiet.”Maya sat up, worry tugging at her chest. “She’s planning something.”“She always is,” Zane said, turning to her. “But so are we.”A Warning from LucaAs the team gathered in the suite, Alex’s phone buzzed with an unexpected call. He glanced at the screen, his brow furrowing.“It’s Luca,” Alex said, his tone cautious.Zane’s eyes narrowed. “Put him on speaker.”Alex answered the call, and Luca’s smooth, mocking voice filled the room. “Good morning, brother. I thought I’d check in and see how you’re enjoying Helena’s latest masterpiece.”“Get to the point, Luca,” Zane said coldly.Luca chuckled. “Always so impatient. Fine. Consider this a friendly warning. Helena’s nex
The early hours of the morning were deceptively calm. The city seemed to hold its breath, as if bracing for the chaos that loomed on the horizon. In the suite, Zane and Maya sat with Alex, Reese, and Camilla, their expressions focused as they finalized their plan.“We’ve strengthened the defenses at all major offices,” Alex said, his tone sharp. “But Helena’s escalation to physical attacks means we need to think beyond just protecting infrastructure.”“She’s going after people now,” Zane said, his silver eyes narrowing. “That’s her way of trying to intimidate us. We won’t let her succeed.”Reese glanced at Camilla, who was scanning her laptop with intense focus. “Anything new from Helena’s communications?”Camilla shook her head, her blue hair falling into her face. “She’s gone dark. Whatever she’s planning, she’s keeping it close to the chest.”“That’s what worries me,” Maya said softly. “When she’s quiet, she’s dangerous.”A Surprise VisitA knock at the door startled everyone. Alex
The suite was quieter than usual as dawn broke. The team sat around the dining table, their faces etched with exhaustion. Despite their victory the night before, a heavy tension lingered in the air.Maya sipped her tea, her fingers trembling slightly as she recounted the ambush. “It wasn’t just about scaring us. They were coming for me—and the baby.”Zane’s jaw tightened, his silver eyes blazing with unspoken fury. “She’s crossed the line.”“She crossed that line a long time ago,” Alex said, his voice sharp. “Last night was her way of sending a message. Now we need to send one back.”Reese leaned forward, her expression fierce. “We need to take the fight to her. She’s too comfortable sitting in that fortress of hers, pulling strings and watching the chaos.”“And we will,” Zane said, his voice low and steady. “But we need to do it strategically. If we move too soon, we’ll risk playing into her hands.”A Critical LeadCamilla entered the room, her laptop in hand and a triumphant grin on
The suite was buzzing with a mix of triumph and tension as the team debriefed after the airstrip confrontation. While Helena’s operation had been disrupted, the warning in her glare and her parting words still lingered like a dark cloud.Maya stood by the window, her arms wrapped around herself as she stared at the city lights below. Zane joined her, his silver eyes searching her face.“You’ve been quiet,” he said softly.Maya turned to him, her green eyes filled with worry. “It feels like we’re only delaying the inevitable. Helena’s not just going to back down after this.”Zane rested a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “She’s desperate, Maya. That’s why she’s throwing everything she has at us. Desperation makes people reckless. We’ll use that against her.”Maya nodded, her resolve strengthening. “We need to end this, Zane. For good.”Helena’s Next StepAcross the city, Helena was pacing her villa, her movements sharp and furious. Alessandro DeLuca sat calmly in a chair, sipping his d
The tension in the suite was palpable as the team pored over the files Marco had provided. The data was more damning than they could have imagined, outlining Helena’s intricate plans to dismantle Moretti Corps from the inside while framing Zane as the mastermind of a sprawling criminal enterprise.Maya sat beside Zane, her hand resting on his arm. “This is enough to bury her,” she said, her green eyes flicking between the documents on the screen.“It’s enough to start,” Zane said, his silver eyes cold and calculating. “But we need to move fast. If Helena realizes how much we know, she’ll double down.”Reese glanced up from her laptop. “I’ve already started organizing the files. We’ll leak this to the media, but we need to time it perfectly. If we go too soon, she’ll twist it against us.”Alex nodded, his expression grim. “She’s desperate. That makes her dangerous, but it also means she’ll make mistakes. We just have to catch her before she can recover.”Marco’s AccountMarco sat in th
The aftermath of the attack left the suite eerily silent. The shattered windows and scattered debris told the story of a battle hard-fought and narrowly won. Alex and Reese worked with the building’s security team to clean up and reinforce the penthouse, while Zane and Maya retreated to the living room, their exhaustion palpable.Maya’s hands trembled slightly as she held a cup of tea, her green eyes distant. Zane sat beside her, his arm draped protectively over her shoulders.“She’s not going to stop,” Maya said softly.“I know,” Zane replied, his silver eyes hard. “But neither will we.”A Disturbing RevelationCamilla entered the room, her expression tense as she held up her laptop. “We’ve got a problem.”Zane straightened, his focus sharpening. “What is it?”“I dug deeper into Helena’s communications after the attack,” Camilla said. “She’s activated a contingency plan. Something called Project Epsilon.”Maya frowned. “What’s that?”Camilla hesitated, her blue hair falling into her
A War with No WinnersThe ballroom was silent.Too silent.The sort of silence before a storm.Maya was in the center, frozen, her green eyes fixed on her brother.Aaron’s mouth curved into a sneering grin.Donovan stood next to him, too cocky for a dead dude.Zane was close to her, as always, impassive.Victor and Elara stood to either side, weapons concealed but at the ready.This wasn’t a negotiation.This was a powder keg poised to detonate.And Maya?She was done waiting.Blood Doesn't Make a FamilyMaya stepped slowly forward and spoke in a cold voice. “Why are you here, Aaron?”Her brother tilted his head. “You invited me.”Maya exhaled. “I invited you to end this.”Aaron’s smirk faded. “And what does that mean to you?”Zane’s voice was sharp. “It looks like you and your pet rat exiting this city. Alive, if you’re lucky.”Donovan chuckled. “Ah, Moretti. Still as dramatic as ever.”Zane didn’t blink. “And you’re still alive. Unfortunately,”Maya’s stomach twisted. “How?”Donovan
The Aftermath of a War That Should Never Have HappenedMaya stood frozen with her heart still pounding in her chest, her head whirling.Aaron knelt, blood streaming from the gunshot wound in his shoulder, gasping for breath.Zane was next to her, tense, silent, his silver eyes fixed so securely on her brother that it was as if he were waiting for a reason to complete the job.The war was supposed to be over.And yet—It didn’t feel like victory.Maya gripped her gun tighter.She had been given a choice.And she had chosen mercy.Had she made the right call?Or had she merely postponed the inevitable?A Brother and an EnemyAaron laughed, gasping for breath, bitter.His hand pressed against the wound in his shoulder, blood pooling between his fingers.His voice was rough. “So that’s it? You’re just going to let me live?Maya swallowed. “Yes.”Aaron’s eyes darkened. “Then you’re a fool.”Zane exhaled sharply. “She’s not the stupid here, Aaron.”Aaron’s eyes flashed to him, doused with h
Betrayal in the BloodLaying eyes on Victor, Maya’s heart raced in her chest.Aaron.Her brother.Her blood.The one who'd always stood with her.And now?Now he was in charge of the very organization she had struggled to escape.They walked to her side, Zane’s body tense as he stared down Victor, silver eyes narrowed. “How long?”Victor’s expression was grim. “A week. Maybe less.”Maya swallowed hard. “Does he know where we are?”Victor exhaled sharply. “Not yet. But it won’t take him long.”Silence.Heavy. Suffocating.Maya’s mind raced.Aaron had always been ambitious, but ruthless?No.Not him.Not the brother who had guarded her countless nights.Not the boy who had once carried her home after she scraped her knee.Zane’s voice was low. “Maya.”She blinked, glancing up at him.His jaw was tight, his face inscrutable. “Say the words.”Maya frowned. “What words?”Zane’s silver eyes darkened. “Tell me to kill him.”Her heart stopped.“Zane—”His voice sharpened. “Maya, he won’t stop
A Heart That Refuses to StopIt was relief like Zane had never known.The doctor’s words — “She’s alive” — ricocheted in his skull, over and over, melding into the crevices of his sanity.His knees almost buckled.But he didn’t move.Couldn’t.Because the fear still remained.To be alive wasn’t the same as to be safe.Being alive didn’t mean they were out of danger.Alive wasn’t enough.He needed her awake. He needed her talking. He had needed her at every stage to fight him as always she did.Zane’s voice was hoarse, raw. “Can I see her?”The doctor hesitated. “She’s still unconscious. We were able to stop the bleeding, but she bled a lot.”Zane clenched his fists. “How bad?”The doctor exhaled. “She’s stable. But she’s not out of the woods yet.”Not out of the woods.Not safe.Zane turned, shoving a hand through his hair. “What are her chances?”The doctor hesitated. “We will know more in the next 24 hours.”Zane’s pulse hammered.He had 24 hours to wait.24 hours to worry whether M
The Cost of VictoryHelena Moretti’s lifeless body sprawled on the ground, her blood pooling on the floors of cold marble.The woman who had wrought so much ruin, who had lied, connived and murdered without a second thought — was gone.Elara blew phantom smoke from the end of her gun. "Well, that was satisfying."No one responded.Because even though Helena Moretti was dead, the war wasn’t finished.Maya could feel it.A storm still hung in the air, a one which no blood could wash away.She glanced at Zane, whose face was a mask, his silver eyes fixed on his mother’s lifeless body.As for what he was thinking, she did not know.Did he feel relief?Pain?Or was he numbed to the weight of what had just happened?Maya reached for his hand; he flinched.Her chest tightened."Zane?"He finally looked at her.It wasn’t the man she loved looking back at her.It was someone else.Someone... lost.A Broken ManZane sucked in his breath, a hand dragging over his face as blood smeared across his
The Aftermath of BetrayalMaya and Zane strolled the wrecked corridors of the estate, hand in hand, their bodies bruised but still standing.Gunpowder, blood, and smoke filled the air.Maya could still hear her father’s voice in her ears — the threat, the warning.He’d released her, but she understood not to believe it was finished.Her father never forgot anything.Zane limped next to her, his hold on her hand steady, despite his face being pale from blood loss.Maya squeezed his fingers. “You need medical attention.”Zane let out a rough breath. “I want you to stop worrying about me for five minutes.Maya glared. “Not happening.”Behind them, Elara snorted. “God, you two are exhausting. “Just tell each other that you love each other, and move on.”Maya shot her a look. “We literally just did.”Elara grinned. “Yeah, yeah. But I’m gonna need the full dramatic ‘I can’t live without you’ scene. “Preferably with more kissing.”Zane groaned, rubbing at his temple. “Why do we keep her arou
The Throne or FreedomMaya was sitting in the wreckage of a world she had destroyed.Her father was no more, not dead — but broken and bleeding, aware that he had lost.Zane had survived — but just, his flesh one step from death, his heart blazing like flame.Elara stood by the door, arms folded, watching like someone at the end of a war.And Maya?Maya had made her choice.She had defied her father.She had saved Zane.And now — she had to figure out what’s next.Because this war was never actually over.Not yet.Not until she made a choice about where she belonged.Her father’s voice resounded in her mind:“You aren’t a pawn in anyone’s game. You are the queen.”Then, right after came Zane’s words:“You don’t belong to them. You don’t belong to me. You belong to yourself.”Two men who attempted to take possession of her in their own ways.But only one remained by her side.And tonight, she had almost lost him.Her hands balled into fists.She would not let that happen again.No matt
The Decision That Can Alter EverythingMaya touched her father’s holster, the gun inside, her mind whirling.In this moment, she could feel everything.The weight of the decision.The oppressive stillness of the room.Zane’s heavy breathing behind her.Elara’s piercing, entertained scrutiny, monitoring her as if this were some kind of game.Her father’s serene, steady smile.Like he already knew what she would say.As if this were always the plan.Tick tock, daughter.Her breath hitched.She could end this.Right here. Right now.She could take the gun. Pull the trigger.Kill the man who had lured her, created her, destroyed her world, hole by hole, and jagged edge.Zane was dying on the floor.She had to do something.She had to act.Maya gripped the gun.Her father’s smile widened.And then—She turned.And aimed it at Zane.The World StoppedThe room froze.Zane’s silver gaze met hers, hot with agony, disbelief — betrayal.Her father’s expression did not change. “Smart girl.”Elara
The Fall of Zane MorettiOnce Maya stopped holding Zane’s hand, the world changed.It wasn’t just a decision.It was a death sentence.Not for her.For him.Zane Moretti — the man who set fire to empires for her, who never lost a fight, who survived the worst in men — was standing alone.And she had made it happen.The weight of it crushed her.Her father clutched her fingers even tighter.“You’ve made the correct choice.”But had she?Had she really?Because as she turned, as she made herself look at Zane, she saw it—When his heart turned to stone.The moment when the love he felt for her died.Or maybe not died.Perhaps it turned into something else.Something colder.Darker.Something she may never fix.The Silence Before the StormNo one spoke.The guards encircled Zane, their weapons drawn, eyes keen, awaiting an order.He didn’t move.Didn’t blink.Didn’t fight.And that scared Maya worse than anything.Surrendering was not something Zane would do.He was not the sort of man to