Isabella realised the seriousness of her choice as she saw the shaky invader get up and run from her flat. The Alliance knew she was officially in too deep to turn back now. The same way they had come for her parents, they would come for her.
But she was prepared this time.
She and Selena met early the following morning in a secluded area of the city where they wouldn't be overheard. They were on adrenaline, not sleeping, and constantly watching their backs, so the normal small conversation had been wiped out by the urgency of their position.
Isabella sat into the booth opposite from Selena and stated, "They sent someone to my flat last night," in a steely voice.
Selena's eyes grew gloomy. "Did they hurt you?"
Isabella gave a headshake. "No. All they wanted to do was frighten me. However, it isn't functioning.
Selena nodded gravely at her. "All right. Their weapon is fear, but if you don't allow it to rule you, they can't use it against you.
Isabella produced the folder containing the papers they had been gathering over the past few weeks. "We must accelerate. We may still have a chance if we can expose them before they have an opportunity to hide their tracks.
With a scowl on her face, Selena leaned forward. "I agree. However, we must be intelligent. This is our final opportunity because they have already silenced far too many individuals.
Later that night, Isabella and Selena proceeded with their riskiest scheme to date: sneaking into a high-security facility that held the Alliance's private documents. They were aware that this would be their greatest chance to find the last bit of information required to permanently dismantle the organisation.
The air was heavy with tension as they made their way towards the structure in the darkness. It wouldn't be simple, but Selena had succeeded in getting some important codes from one of her former acquaintances. Security was scurrying around the building.
"You sure you're ready for this?" As they huddled behind the bushes just outside the entryway, Selena muttered and looked at Isabella.
Isabella had a determined look in her eyes. "I’ve come too far to stop now."
They moved quickly, timing their movements to escape the guards and cameras. The atmosphere inside was eerily silent, broken only by the low hum of fluorescent lights. Using the codes to get past security, Selena led them swiftly to the records room.
When they arrived at the archives' locked door, Isabella's heart began to rush. Isabella kept watch, listening intently for any movement, while Selena worked rapidly, picking the lock.
"Got it," Selena said in a joyful whisper as she pushed the door open.
Sensitive paperwork were crammed into each of the filing cabinets that lined the room. The night patrol would be making its rounds in just a few minutes. Isabella and Selena wasted no time in searching through the cabinets, extracting data and looking for important information.
Isabella then discovered it.
a substantial folder bearing the Alliance's emblem, filled with names, dates, and transactions that linked the group to illicit arms sales, money laundering, and a corruption network that was far more extensive than they had initially thought.
Whispering, "This is it," she flipped through the damning proof, her hands shaking. "This is what we need."
Selena nodded while snapping hurried pictures of the papers. "Let’s get out of here."
However, the sound of footsteps reverberated down the hallway as they were ready to depart. Her heart leaped into Isabella's throat. Someone was on their way.
Isabella and Selena hardly had time to react before they ducked into a neighbouring storage cupboard and pressed themselves against the wall as the sound of footsteps increased. They could hear the guards conversing informally, oblivious to the intruders standing a few steps away.
"Another round done," murmured a guard. "Place has been quiet tonight."
The other person said, "Yeah, nothing to report," "Let’s head to the west wing."
As they walked away, Isabella and Selena were left in silence as the sound of their footsteps diminished.
Until the coast was clear, they dared not breathe. Selena finally gave the all-clear to move by peeking out.
With their hearts racing but their adrenaline pumping them along, they left the building. Isabella experienced a rush of excitement by the time they were securely in the vehicle and leaving the scene.
As she gazed at the folder in her lap, she declared, "We did it," "We actually did it."
Selena grinned, but it was gloomy. "This is only the start. We must now ensure that this material is made public.
Isabella and Selena put forth a lot of effort in the days that followed to get ready for their last attack. By establishing connections with reputable reporters, attorneys, and activists, they made sure that the Alliance would be unable to stop the story from spreading.
Isabella was aware that this was their final opportunity to reveal the truth. The Alliance would mercilessly smash them if they failed now. However, if they were successful, they could overthrow a corrupt kingdom that had harmed countless lives for years.
The strain increased as the deadline drew near. Isabella was aware of the burden her parents' legacy placed on her, but she felt for the first time that she could handle it. This battle was now about justice rather than retaliation.
Isabella got a surprise phone call the night before the story was scheduled to go public. When she answered, a voice she recognised answered the unlisted phone.
Xander said, "I know what you're planning," in a low, menacing voice. "You think you can take the Alliance down?"
Isabella's heart froze. "Xander…"
"You don’t understand what you’re dealing with, Isabella," Xander added in a scathing tone. "You’re making a mistake."
Isabella tightened her hold on the phone. "I'm not the one who is at fault. It's the Alliance. Additionally, they will be held accountable for all of their actions.
Before Xander spoke again, his voice lower this time, there was a lengthy silence on the other end of the queue. "You're endangering yourself. Before it's too late, you must put an end to this.
The sound of his worry made Isabella's heart hurt, but she was unable to turn back at this point. "Xander, it's too late already. What my parents started, I'm completing."
Xander let out a sigh that was laden with annoyance. "Just exercise caution, Isabella. Fair play is not practiced by the Alliance.
The line died before she could reply.
Isabella stood by the window, gripping the phone more tightly than she had the previous evening as the morning light came through her blinds. She kept thinking about Xander's warning. There had been genuine concern in his voice, and his words had been more than a threat. More than anything the Alliance had done to date, it shook her.She couldn't stop now, though.Selena was already setting stuff downstairs. The damaging files were only a day away from being made public. When the news broke, the lawyers they had contacted guaranteed complete security, and journalists from a number of reliable publications lined up.Isabella came down the stairs with a knowing expression in her eyes, and Selena looked up. "Didn't you hear from him?"Isabella's throat was dry as she nodded. Last night, Xander gave a call. He cautioned me. instructed me to retreat.Selena squinted her eyes. "So he's also trying to frighten you."Isabella mumbled, "Maybe," as she looked down at the table with the evidence
As Isabella took in Michael's words, her heart raced. With the weight of prior betrayals and the urgency of the present, the room felt too small and too tense. She hadn't anticipated Michael confessing his love, but she didn't have time to worry over feelings at this point. Every choice felt like a step towards either salvation or doom as the clock ticked away.She turned her back on him and gazed into the encroaching dusk outside the window. "What is your strategy, even if I do trust you? You stated that we require an alternative approach, but what do you propose? How can we defeat them without endangering ourselves? Michael's voice was steady but urgent as he approached but maintained his distance. "I've been operating internally. I've observed how they function and their areas of weakness. They can be exposed, but it can't be by a direct attack. They will launch a retaliation if you expose those files now, leaving you helpless. First, we must cut off important Alliance members' su
They became separated by Xander's quiet. As Isabella waited for his answer, she could feel the tension building and her heart pounding. Although she had always been suspicious of Xander's tendency to keep things to himself, she now needed him badly, and his choice would determine everything.At last, Xander's tight voice broke the silence. The one thing that has kept me alive is what you want me to betray. You're asking me to ruin all of my hard work."Isabella steadily maintained eye contact. "I want you to act morally." Horrible things have been done by the Alliance. You are aware of their potential. This is about all the lives they have destroyed, not just about us.She thought for a second that Xander may go as he tightened his jaw. He turned away instead, his hands clenched. "Are you sure they'll let you live? They have eyes everywhere, even if we take them down. They will pursue you."I don’t care," was her stern response. "I've stopped running. I would rather die fighting if I
Footsteps grew louder as they reverberated along the little corridor. While Xander wrote frantically in an attempt to finish the transfer before they were caught, Isabella's heart raced as she and Michael exchanged nervous looks. Michael gripped the door handle tightly and murmured, "We have to move." With a tense yet focused tone, Xander answered, "Just a few more seconds." Isabella's thoughts were racing, trying to find a way out. They could be captured if they stayed, but they were too close to give up the task. As she looked at the screens, her breath caught—there was just one confirmation and one number left. The door squeaked open, and a guard entered abruptly. He went for the radio on his belt as his eyes widened in shock. Isabella moved forward without thinking, snatching the guard's arm and bending it behind him. He moaned in agony as the radio clattered on the ground. Before he could sound the alarm, Michael hurried over to assist her in calming him down. "Xander, go!"
There was a heavy hush in the room as Selena's door closed behind her. Isabella felt a mixture of frustration and shame as she gazed at the place where her best friend had just been.Michael's cool voice disturbed the quiet. "She will return."Isabella dropped into a chair and shook her head. "This time, I don't think she will."Xander folded his arms, his normally composed demeanour beginning to waver. "This is not something we have time for. We can't expect the Alliance to wait. We must maintain our focus."Attentional?" Isabella fired back. "Xander, our squad is disintegrating. You want to discuss emphasis because Selena just left?Xander's face became stern. When the Alliance comes for us, do you think they will be concerned about our issues? They won't allow us to reassemble.Michael held up his hands in a soothing motion. "Everyone, take a deep breath. We cannot afford to be disloyal to one another.Isabella tried to relax by running her fingers through her hair. Since Selena ha
Isabella and Xander exited a heated board meeting as the sun was setting over the Blackwood estate, casting golden light over the gardens. They were silent for a long time, and Xander could see Isabella was upset. His phone buzzed before he could ask the question."Who is it?" Isabella muttered.Xander looked at his computer screen. They had hired an investigator weeks prior to investigate Alexander Blackwood, his estranged father, and it was an encrypted message from him. "Urgent," the note stated. Evidence was gathered. You must view this right away.Xander escorted Isabella inside his study and shut the massive oak door behind them without a word. The fragrance of mahogany and old leather filled the dimly lighted room. His phone displayed a single image and a mysterious audio file as he swiftly linked it to the big screen. Isabella gasped as the image loaded.It was a grainy picture of two people standing outside a tiny, brightly illuminated house. Although the pair appeared elderl
The ballroom glowed magnificently, the chandeliers throwing golden light over marble flooring and gorgeously clad VIPs. Conversations hummed like bees, with the occasional clink of champagne glasses. Isabella Monroe took a slow, measured breath, her gaze sweeping across the room. She didn't belong here anymore, but no one knew.Her black silk gown clung to her like a second skin, the type of clothing that drew attention while leaving much to the imagination. It was deliberate. Every aspect, from her outfit to her diamond earrings, was part of a meticulously planned illusion. Tonight, she was not the orphaned daughter of a bankrupt billionaire. Tonight, she embodied power.She surveyed the room, looking for the one man who mattered.Xander Blackwood. Even his name was enough to start a fire in her chest. The son of the man who had stolen everything from her. She would now annihilate this man."Miss Monroe, you look stunning tonight."Isabella recognised Gerald Palmer, a top executive a
Against the skyline, the Blackwood Corporation towered like a shining steel and glass stronghold. Xander Blackwood's stronghold on the city was evident from the street below, where it appeared unbreakable. Isabella saw the building as the stronghold she would enter, but to most, it represented his accomplishment. She would take him down from within its confines.With a fleeting glimpse of herself reflected in the glass, Isabella stood in front of the enormous revolving doors. She smoothed down the lapels of her blazer and adjusted it before entering. With the gentle buzz of activity in the background, the refreshing lobby air hit her like a wave.She felt as though she was travelling over a chessboard with each step she made in the direction of the lift. She would take a serious step today. She was having a negotiation with a top executive at Xander, one that would, if it went well, integrate her into the organisation. Once inside, she would work it out from the inside out.Her though