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I yelp as we hit the ground, Levi’s body shielding mine from the worst of the impact. My ribs scream in protest. For a second, there’s nothing but silence. Then— “Come on,” Levi grits out, pulling me to my feet. We stagger through the debris, ducking past flaming wreckage. The entire building is collapsing, metal beams groaning under the weight of the destruction. “We need to move!” I shout. Levi grips my wrist, yanking me forward. We sprint toward the nearest exit, dodging falling debris. The fire is spreading fast. I glance back—Jules is gone. Dead? Unconscious? Already escaped? No time to find out. Levi and I burst through the back door just as the warehouse caves in behind us. We hit the pavement hard, coughing as fresh air floods our lungs. Sirens wail in the distance. I roll onto my back, staring up at the night sky. My entire body aches. My hands are still shaking. Levi sits up beside me, wiping blood from his temple. “You okay?” I let out a breath
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The world outside is still burning. News reports flood the airwaves, painting a picture of a city unraveling at the seams—power outages, riots, a real storm in waiting. But the real damage isn’t what’s happening now. It’s what’s coming. Levi stands by the window, his silhouette sharp against the dim glow of a flickering streetlamp. His jacket is draped over a chair, the white shirt beneath it torn and stained with blood. He hasn’t spoken in the last fifteen minutes, hasn’t looked at me since we got back from Jules’ trap. I don’t blame him. I lean against the wall, letting the exhaustion settle in my bones. My body aches from the constant running, the fighting, the sheer force of surviving. But my mind won’t rest. Not when every second that passes brings us closer to another attack, another betrayal, another war. And Levi—he looks just as wrecked as I feel. His hands are curled into fists at his sides, his knuckles split and bruised from the last fight. A faint trail of dri
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The air in the club feels suffocating now. The music pounds against my skull, the neon lights flashing in violent reds and blues, but all I can focus on is the weight of Levi’s words. We start a war.I close my eyes, inhaling sharply. “Do you even hear yourself?” Levi leans back in his seat, one arm draped casually over the back of the booth, but I can see the tension in his jaw, the slight clench of his fingers. He’s holding back. He always does. “You think we have a choice?” he says, voice smooth, calm. Too calm. Theo scoffs. “Yeah, I’m with Eliana on this one. Declaring war on the Rosettis? Great way to get yourself killed.” Levi doesn’t even look at him. His gaze stays locked onto mine, like I’m the only person in the room who matters. “If we don’t hit first, they will.” I hate that he’s right. Luciano Rosetti isn’t here to negotiate. He isn’t here to *talk.* He’s here to finish what his family started. To wipe out the Vanderbilts. To take back control of a c
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My head is ringing with fear and anxiety.I follow Levi as he strides toward the edge of the lot, where Theo is leaning against the hood of the car, arms crossed. The city hums around us—distant sirens, the occasional honk of a car horn, the electric buzz of street lights flickering in and out. Theo straightens when he sees us. “We good?” I glance at Levi. No. We’re not. But there’s no room for that now. “Yeah,” Levi says, voice even. “Let’s get moving.” Theo eyes us, but doesn’t push. Instead, he pulls out his phone, tapping a few times before handing it to Levi. “While you two were having your moment, I ran a few searches. Found something interesting.” Levi takes the phone, frowning at the screen. I move closer to look. It’s a blueprint. I scan the document, my stomach tightening when I recognize the location. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” Levi exhales sharply, his grip on the phone tightening. “That’s their base?” Theo nods. “One of them, at least. The Rose
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Pain lances through my ribs as I regain consciousness. The first thing I register is cold. Concrete beneath me, damp and unyielding. The air is thick with the scent of oil and metal, the hum of distant machinery vibrating through the floor. I try to move. Rope bites into my wrists, pulling them tight behind the back of a metal chair. My ankles are bound, my body aching from the fight—no, from the loss. I grit my teeth. Luciano got me. The bastard got me. A slow clap echoes through the dimly lit room. “Well,” Luciano’s voice drawls, smooth as silk. “I expected a bit more of a fight.” I lift my head, blinking through the haze. He’s standing a few feet away, leaning against an old worktable, his suit still immaculate despite the chaos from earlier. His dark eyes glint with amusement, like this is all a game. I refuse to give him the satisfaction of fear. I smirk, blood dripping from the corner of my lip. “Sorry to disappoint. You want me to try again?” Luciano chuc
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The night air is thick with sirens. The flashing red and blue lights reflect off the wet pavement as we slip away from the chaos, moving through the back alleys, our steps quick and silent. I force myself to keep pace with Levi and Theo, even though every inch of my body aches. My wrists burn from the rope Luciano used to tie me down, and my ribs feel like they’ve been cracked in two. But I’m alive. And Luciano? He’s done. We don’t speak until we reach the safe house. Levi slams the door shut behind us, locking it. Theo collapses onto the couch, rubbing his temples. I lean against the counter, inhaling sharply. The silence stretches between us, thick with everything that just happened. Then— “You should’ve let me kill him.” Levi’s voice is rough, dark. I turn to face him. He’s standing near the door, hands braced on the table, his head bowed slightly. “I made the call,” I say, keeping my voice steady. “And I’d make it again.” His jaw clenches. “You think pris
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Three Weeks LaterThe war is on pause. Not because our enemies have suddenly had a change of heart and decided to leave us alone. Not because we won. But because, for the first time in a long time, we made a choice. To run. To disappear. To take what little time we had left and live before the storm swallows us whole. To recuperate before we get back into everything.The Rosettis are still out there. Jules’ warning still echoes in the back of my mind. But right now, none of it matters. Right now, we’re here. And here? Is paradise. The villa sits on the cliffs, overlooking an endless stretch of blue. The ocean roars beneath us, waves crashing against the rocks, sending salty mist into the air. The sun is setting, casting the sky in soft oranges and deep purples. It’s beautiful. It’s unreal. And the fact that I’m here with Levi? Even more unreal. He’s standing by the balcony, beer in hand, shirt loose and unbuttoned at the top, the fading sunlight catching th
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The war doesn’t exist here. Not in the way it did before. Not in the quiet moments between us, in the soft hum of a car engine on an open road, in the golden sunlight spilling through dusty windows. For now, it’s just Levi and me. And that’s enough. I wake up to the smell of coffee and something warm and golden in the air. I blink against the soft light filtering through the curtains, stretching beneath the sheets. The motel bed is cheap, the pillows too thin, but somehow, I feel comfortable.I roll onto my side, finding Levi at the small kitchenette in the corner of the room. His shirt is unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up, exposing the sharp lines of his forearms. He moves with a kind of practiced ease, one hand holding a mug, the other flipping a pancake in the pan. It’s unfair how good he looks like this. I push up onto my elbows, voice still thick with sleep. “Since when do you know how to make pancakes?” Levi glances over his shoulder, smirking. “Since I read the ba
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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
