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!" Breathless, Isabella held the struggling guard down and urged.
Xander swung his fingers across the keyboard. "You got it!" he said with a sense of accomplishment.
The transfer was confirmed when the screen blinked. The Alliance's financial network had been disrupted, at least temporarily, by the successful transfer of the monies to their offshore account. However, there was no time to rejoice.
After dragging the guard to his feet and securing his hands with a cable from a nearby machine, Michael declared, "We must leave this place."
Silencing them with a towel over his mouth, the guard scowled at them.
The three of them rushed towards the exit as Xander gathered his equipment. Their footsteps echoed as they ran down the hall, Isabella's pulse thumping. It seemed like every second went on forever.
Shouts broke out behind them as they arrived at the alley's side door. The warehouse was full of guards; the alarm had been set off.
"Get moving!" Shoving the door open, Xander yelled.
As the noises of pursuit approached, they exploded into the crisp night air. They ran towards the getaway automobile parked a block away, Isabella's lungs burning. Isabella just got into the rear seat when the car roared away, tires spinning, Michael leapt behind the wheel, and Xander slid into the passenger seat.
As they sped off, they heard gunshots behind them, with bullets pinging off the automobile. Isabella ducked as a smile appeared on her face despite her rushing heart. They had succeeded—they had given the Alliance a serious setback.
Change of Scene: The Fallout
The air was charged with adrenaline back at their safe place. With his phone in hand, Michael paced the room, looking for any updates regarding their operation. With her arms folded and her face unreadable, Selena sat at the table.With his arms crossed and leaning against the wall, Xander observed Isabella. He added, sounding more amused than reprimanding, "That was reckless."
Isabella sank into the chair next Selena and shot back, "Effective but reckless."
"You nearly killed us," Selena yelled, her eyes glimmering. "When that guard entered, you ought to have cancelled."
"There was nothing we could do," Isabella protested. "We would lose the money if we stopped. It was either now or never.
Michael stopped walking. And we achieved our goal. The finances of the Alliance are in disarray. They'll be rushing to discover what went wrong.
Still irritated, Selena shook her head. "Isa, this isn't a game. You could die if you make one mistake. I will not remain to witness that.
Isabella opened her mouth to reply, but Xander interrupted. She is correct. We must use greater caution. This will not be taken lightly by the Alliance. They will pursue us, so we must be ready.
Isabella was aware that he was correct. This victory had been too close for comfort, as much as she hated to acknowledge it. "What should we do next?"
Xander's face grew serious. "We struck them once again. More difficult. Next, we shut down their communications system.
Michael's eyebrows went up. "Don't you really want to start a war with them?"
"A war has already been started," Xander said icily. "I just want to make sure we win."
Scene Change: Hidden Risks
Isabella couldn't sleep later that night after everyone had gone to their rooms. Her mind was racing with possibilities, and the excitement from the expedition was still pumping through her veins.The refreshing breeze was a pleasant diversion from the stress within as she went out onto the balcony. She felt someone behind her as she leaned on the railing, deep in thought.
Xander said, "I thought I'd find you here."
Isabella remained still. "I needed to breathe."
He stood a few feet away from her, looking at the skyline of the city. Regarding the Alliance, you were accurate. You underestimate how bad they are.
Isabella looked at him, taken aback by his unexpected candour. "What do you mean?"
With a groan, Xander combed through his hair. I formerly believed them to be dishonest merchants. However, the more I dug, the more I understood that they are all about control. Strength. They will stop at nothing to keep it going.
Isabella felt cold after hearing his remarks. "Why are you stating this to me?"
"Because you must comprehend the challenges we face." This goes beyond retaliation or eliminating a few dishonest people. The goal is to overthrow a decades-old system that doesn't care who it harms as long as it maintains its hold on power.
Isabella felt her heart constrict. Although she had always been aware of the Alliance's dangers, it felt all too real when she heard Xander, who had been inside, validate her suspicions.
"I won't stop," she muttered. "I am unable to stop."
Xander's face was unreadable as he gazed at her. "I understand. That's what frightens me.
Scene Change: Selena's Choice
Tensions persisted in the morning. There was a noticeable hush between Selena and Isabella since their quarrel.Selena suddenly stood up as they were gathering in the living room to decide what to do next. "I am no longer able to do this."
Everyone froze in shock.
"Isa, I can't stand to watch you endanger your life."
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
Chapter 46: Revealed SecretsDust and rubble fell as a gunshot broke the strained reunion. Isabella and Xander were rushed by their parents to the rear of their modest home. Their formerly tranquil cabin became chaotic due to the eerie shadows cast by the flickering candle light."Go, Isabella! No time! With a roar, her father threw open a trapdoor under an old rug, exposing a narrow, dark tunnel. Xander, who was accustomed to risk, grabbed Isabella's hand and prodded her forward.Bella, have faith in them. We must relocate! Isabella felt frozen, her legs heavy, but his solid, soothing voice cut through her dread and confusion. She had just been with her parents again, and now she was stuck in a bad dream.There was another gunfire, closer this time. Their guide, Abiola, was standing by the front door, looking out at the trees with his pistol pulled.With worry in her voice, her mother murmured, "They found us." "They're going to capture us all, so we have to leave now."Isabella paus
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
A world different from the chilly, lavish hallways of Blackwood Corporation was Isabella's flat. It was a sleek, uncomplicated room with a minimalist décor and a long, panoramic view of the city, hidden away on a quiet street. This was how she liked it. Less personal attachments are preferable. Like her, everything in this place was planned and useful.She lowered herself onto the couch, letting go of her heels and feeling her body relax. It had gone better than she had anticipated for the meeting at Blackwood. She had established herself solidly in their world and laid the foundation. Still, she couldn't shake the unanticipated presence of Xander Blackwood.He had been observing her all along, his eyes calculating and razor sharp, like a predator sizing up its prey. It was disconcerting. She had anticipated interacting with his lieutenants and avoiding him as much as possible. However, it appeared that the rules had altered. Things got more tricky because Xander was more involved tha
Isabella positioned herself in front of her bedroom's full-length mirror, her gown's smooth, silky fabric flowing down her body like liquid midnight. She fiddled with the neckline, her fingers grazing the fine embroidery at the corners. This wasn't just any old dress. It was armour, carefully selected to leave a lasting impression, to disappear into the environment she was going to enter, to stand out just enough to let everyone know she was a formidable opponent.Though Isabella had anticipated this moment, the invitation had only arrived a day and a half ago. Someone like her wouldn't be allowed to go unnoticed by Xander Blackwood. He was interested in getting a close-up look at her, testing her, and maybe even trying to figure out any secrets he suspected she was hiding.That was not something she could let happen.The annual gala served as a showcase for the corporation's strength and influence, and it was a Blackwood tradition. It would be attended by everyone who was anybody. Th
Warm light filled Isabella's penthouse as morning sunshine filtered through the curtains. With a cup of coffee in hand, she sat by the bay window thinking back on the gala the night before. It seemed like the event went nicely. Xander Blackwood was present as Isabella maintained her ground while mingling with the wealthy and influential elite. Still, she felt uneasy about their indisputable bond. Xander was passionate and mysterious, unlike anyone she had ever met. He could get beyond her barriers in a way that others could not, therefore his influence carried a danger. Her thoughts were interrupted as her phone buzzed on the table. When she saw his name, Xander Blackwood, she momentarily froze. She reluctantly clicked on the message. Xander: Today's lunch. Only us. The location is your choice. I'm going to wait. She gave him a stern look, which was typical of Xander. Still, there was something fascinating about his candour. "Just the two of us." This was no ordinary busines