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The hours after Aurora’s arrest were the strangest I’d ever known. The dust hadn’t quite settled from the collapse of the empire she’d so viciously torn apart, but in the eerie quiet of those days, I found myself still haunted by the lingering shadows of the choices we’d all made. It was as though the truth of everything, of what I had done, what Levi had done, what he had done, was still settling into place, carving new crevices into my heart.I couldn’t avoid it anymore. My father.The betrayal stung in ways that had nothing to do with the empire. The empire could burn to the ground for all I cared. But what my father had done, the way he’d played with lives, mine especially thatwas something I could never forget.I had to face him. I had to understand the why why he had chosen to work with the very woman who had tried to destroy us, who had poisoned our world from the inside out.Levi had told me to take my time. He’d said I could wait, that I didn’t need to deal with it yet. But t
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The next few weeks were a blur of rebuilding. Levi, his team, and I were all working tirelessly to restore the empire, to heal the wounds Aurora had caused. But there was something else beneath the surface, something heavier than the business matters. The constant pressure of knowing that our lives, our future, could be destroyed at any moment, by a mole, by a new enemy, by something we didn’t yet understand, was always there, like an oppressive weight.We couldn’t go back to the way we were. We had to move forward.But as we worked, there was always that one thought that haunted me: Aurora’s network. The whispers, the rumors that it wasn’t over, that Aurora might be arrested, but her influence was still everywhere, like a cancer in the system. Levi and I both knew it, though we didn’t speak of it much. It was like an unspoken truth we had to live with.One afternoon, we were seated at the table in Levi’s office, our minds heavy with strategy as we discussed our next move. It was tens
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My hands were trembling. Not from the explosion, no, I’d long since numbed myself to the kind of chaos that left bodies scattered like discarded chess pieces, but from the way Levi’s shoulders slumped as he sat across from me in the dim light of our crumbling safe house. He looked like a fortress that had finally been breached, bricks missing, towers cracked. I hated it. I hated that it made my chest feel tight. “I thought you were invincible,” I said, the words spilling out more bitterly than I intended. He didn’t answer right away. His head tilted slightly, his eyes catching mine in the weak glow of a single flickering bulb above us. Blood smeared across his temple, and his shirt clung to his body, sweat and soot turning him into something both feral and heartbreakingly human. “Disappointed?” His voice was quiet, but the sarcasm bit. I wanted to say yes. I wanted to say I needed him to stay indestructible because if he wasn’t, who the hell was going to keep me standing? Inst
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The safe house smelled like mildew and regret, and I wasn’t sure which was worse. The flickering light overhead made the cracks in the walls look like veins, like the building itself was alive and bleeding. Fitting, considering how Levi and I felt right now, alive but barely hanging on, full of cracks we refused to let show. I leaned against the grimy countertop, pretending to study the chipped tiles, but really just trying to calm the rapid beat of my heart. Levi was pacing, his footsteps heavy and deliberate, like each step was keeping him from saying something he’d regret. We hadn’t spoken since we got back, not really. The air between us was dense, charged. It wasn’t the aftermath of the explosion weighing on me, or even the shadow of Aurora’s network still lurking in the background. It was *him*. “You’re quiet,” Levi said, breaking the silence. His voice was low, almost a growl, but it didn’t scare me. If anything, it made me angrier. “Not much to say,” I replied, my tone
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The safe house smelled like mildew and regret, and I wasn’t sure which was worse. The flickering light overhead made the cracks in the walls look like veins, like the building itself was alive and bleeding. Fitting, considering how Levi and I felt right now, alive but barely hanging on, full of cracks we refused to let show. I leaned against the grimy countertop, pretending to study the chipped tiles, but really just trying to calm the rapid beat of my heart. Levi was pacing, his footsteps heavy and deliberate, like each step was keeping him from saying something he’d regret. We hadn’t spoken since we got back, not really. The air between us was dense, charged. It wasn’t the aftermath of the explosion weighing on me, or even the shadow of Aurora’s network still lurking in the background. It was *him*. “You’re quiet,” Levi said, breaking the silence. His voice was low, almost a growl, but it didn’t scare me. If anything, it made me angrier. “Not much to say,” I replied, my tone
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stared at the plans Levi had spread across the dining table. The glossy maps, the neat columns of figures, the scribbled notes in his scrawling handwriting, they were all pristine, untouched by the chaos that had nearly destroyed us. It was almost insulting how orderly it looked. As if a few neatly drawn arrows and numbers could fix everything. Levi was standing at the head of the table, arms crossed, his jaw tight. His hair was still damp from the shower, curling at the edges, and the faint scent of his cologne hung in the air. He looked every bit the unshakable leader he was supposed to be. But I could see the cracks beneath the surface. The exhaustion lining his face, the tension in his shoulders. He was holding it together with duct tape and stubbornness. “You’re quiet,” he said without looking up. “Trying to figure out how you plan to rebuild an empire with monopoly money and good intentions,” I said, folding my arms and leaning back against the counter. He finally glance
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The first time I leaned on Levi, it wasn’t because I trusted him. It was because I didn’t trust myself. The room was too cold, even with the fire crackling in the corner. I sat stiffly on the edge of the worn leather armchair, staring at the pile of files on the coffee table. Each one was a carefully curated list of atrocities my father had either ignored, enabled, or outright orchestrated. Levi stood across the room, leaning against the doorframe with the kind of effortless confidence that always made me want to throw something heavy at him. His shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, sleeves rolled up to his forearms. He looked like he belonged on the cover of some brooding CEO magazine. “Do you want me to sugarcoat it or give it to you straight?” he asked, breaking the silence. I didn’t look at him. “Just say it.” “Your father’s been in bed with Aurora’s network longer than you’ve been alive. He didn’t just turn a blind eye—he financed their rise. Protected them. And now that
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I don’t believe in fate. Or destiny. Or any of that poetic nonsense people use to excuse bad decisions. But if I did, I’d say fate has a twisted sense of humor. Because every time I try to put distance between myself and Levi, something, or someone, drags me right back into his orbit. Like now. The room is stifling, its air heavy with the scent of burnt coffee and stale tension. Levi’s leaning over the table, his sleeves rolled up, his tie abandoned somewhere during the chaos of the last hour. He looks like sin dressed in high-stakes ambition, all sharp edges and barely-contained fire. I hate how effortlessly he owns the space. And I hate how aware I am of him, even when I’m trying to focus on anything but. “This plan is reckless,” I snap, crossing my arms. My voice cuts through the room like the crack of a whip, drawing his gaze to me. Levi looks up, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that makes my stomach flip. “Reckless is the only option we’ve got left, Eliana.
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Years had passed since the day we fought for freedom, for peace, and for the life we have now. The life we had dreamed of for so long but never dared to imagine in the depth of our darkest days.Our home was no longer a symbol of chaos or fear—it was a sanctuary. The walls that once echoed with tension now hummed with the laughter of our children and the soft murmur of conversations that held no weight of the past. It was a place of peace, of love, of family.Levi stood by the window, looking out over the vast grounds of our estate. The sun was setting, casting a warm, golden light over everything. He had always been the protector, the one who looked out for everyone, but now, as I watched him from behind, I saw the shift. The years had softened him in ways I hadn't expected. His gaze, once sharp and filled with purpose, now held a quiet w
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We stood together, the weight of the world no longer pressing down on us. For the first time in what felt like forever, I could finally see the horizon ahead—clear, unobstructed, and full of promise. The past had been a storm, one we’d weathered with everything we had, but now the skies were calm, the air sweet with the scent of new beginnings.Levi’s hand found mine, his fingers wrapping around mine with that familiar, comforting strength. We had come so far, from the darkness of a life we never asked for, to this—this quiet, peaceful moment where everything felt right. We had built a life together, piece by piece, through the pain and the loss, through every challenge that had come our way. And now, we were free.I looked down at our son, sleeping peacefully in Levi’s arms, his tiny chest rising and falling with every breath. He was a symbol of everything we had fought for, everything we had dreamed of. He was our future, and that
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The world had changed for us. For the first time in a long while, I could breathe without the weight of the past suffocating me. Levi and I, side by side, were finally at peace. The endless battles, the constant fight for survival, all of it felt like it was behind us. There was no more running, no more hiding. We had built something together, something we never thought we’d have: a life that was free of fear, full of hope, and, most importantly, full of love.I watched Levi as he stood by the window, his hands resting lightly on the sill. The evening sun bathed him in a warm golden light, casting long shadows across the room. His face, once hardened by years of war and loss, now wore a calmness that I hadn’t thought possible. There were lines on his face, yes, but they were no longer lines of anger or sorrow. They were lines of experience, of wisdom. He had lived through so much, and yet, now, in this quiet moment, he was at peace. We both were.I leaned a
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Levi held the envelope in his hands, his fingers tracing the edges of it as if unsure whether to open it. The silence was heavy between us, each of us waiting for him to make the first move. I could feel the weight of the moment pressing down on me. I had never expected to find myself in this situation, not with Levi’s mother standing before us, and certainly not with her holding something that could change everything. The tension was palpable, and for a moment, it felt like the room itself was holding its breath.I glanced at Levi, who was still staring down at the envelope, his jaw tense, his mind clearly processing everything. It wasn’t just the content of the letter that he was contemplating; it was the years of abandonment, of unanswered questions, of the emptiness that his mother had left in his life. No matter how much he tried to shield himself from it, the truth about her absence, the reason why she had walked away all those years ago, was something that
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The days after our vow renewal passed in a peaceful blur. For the first time in what felt like forever, there were no enemies at the gates, no secrets threatening to tear us apart. There was only the present—the quiet, intimate moments we shared as a family. Levi and I spent hours talking about our future, about the life we were going to build for our son. We reflected on all we had endured to get to this point, but even more so on the love we had for each other and the trust that had grown between us.In these moments, I felt a sense of calm that was foreign to me. In the past, I had always been on edge, waiting for the next betrayal, the next threat to arise. But now, in the safety of our home, with our son sleeping peacefully in his crib, I allowed myself to feel what I had always longed for—peace.Levi and I shared a quiet dinner one evening, the soft glow of the lights illuminating the room. Our son was asleep in his room, and for the first time,
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As I watched Levi hold our son, the weight of everything that had happened seemed to melt away. It was hard to believe that just months ago, we were fighting for survival, struggling with betrayals, with enemies lurking at every corner. And now here we were, in a hospital room, surrounded by the soft hum of machines and the faint scent of antiseptic, with our child between us. I couldn’t remember a time when I had felt more at peace.Levi had always been the force of nature, the leader who commanded respect, but here, in this moment, I saw a side of him I hadn’t truly known before. The man I thought I understood—cold, calculated, driven by the mission—was now softened, changed by the simple act of holding our child. Our son, our little miracle, had transformed him in ways I didn’t think were possible.I turned my head to look at him, my hand resting gently on his arm. He was staring down at the baby with a soft expression on his face, his
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The moment Levi held our baby for the first time was one I would never forget. I had seen him strong, cold, ruthless in battle, and yet here, in the quiet, dimly lit hospital room, all that faded away. It was just him, me, and the tiny life we had created together.His arms were gentle, yet his grip was firm, as if he were afraid to let go, as if the very idea of losing this moment, losing this piece of him, terrified him more than anything else. His face was soft, his eyes filled with a vulnerability I had never seen before. He looked at our child with a kind of reverence, his gaze intense and full of awe.“I never thought…” Levi’s voice faltered, thick with emotion, and for the first time, I saw the cracks in his armor. His gaze flickered from the baby to me, and there was a shift in him, something profound. “I never thought I could feel like this. So... so helpless. But in the best way. This... this little one has already changed
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The world around me was a blur of motion, flashes of light and darkness, the steady beep of machines blending with the sound of Levi’s voice. He was calling my name, his hand gripping mine tightly, but everything felt distant, as though I was floating somewhere far from him.“Eliana, stay with me,” he said, his voice strained, as though it was costing him everything to speak. I could hear the panic there, the fear, but there was something else too—something I hadn’t heard before. Something raw. His hand tightened around mine, and I tried to squeeze back, but my fingers felt heavy, sluggish. I couldn’t focus, couldn’t stay present. My body felt foreign to me, as though I was losing control of it.“Eliana,” Levi’s voice broke through again, more urgent this time. “I need you to stay with me. Just a little longer, please.”I tried to respond, but no words came. Instead, I felt the p
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I wasn’t sure how long we’d been fighting, but it felt like hours, maybe days. Each moment blurred into the next as we moved, fought, and fought some more. The Rossettis, Livia, even Mr. Rossetti—they had been obstacles, pieces of the puzzle, but they weren’t the true threat. They were pawns, caught in a game they didn’t understand. It was always her. Levi’s twin sister. I had sensed it all along, but I hadn’t been able to put the pieces together until now. Every step we had taken, every move, it had all been leading us to her. She was the one who orchestrated this entire nightmare. The Rossettis had been too predictable, too visible. It had been her, pulling the strings from behind the scenes. And now, as we stood on the precipice of everything we had fought for, it became clear. She was here. She was the storm we had been trying to survive, and now it was time to face it head-on. Levi’s anger was palpable beside me. I could feel the tension in his every muscle, the way he gripp
