CHAPTER 60

The tension was thick, wrapping around me like a cold blanket as we drove in silence. Thiago hadn’t said a word since the call, his anger simmering beneath the surface. I could feel it in the air, like a storm waiting to break.

I sat stiffly beside him, my hands clenched in my lap, heart racing from the revelations of the past hour—illegal firearms, smuggling, and now, whatever this was.

I’d never imagined this side of Thiago’s empire.

Sure, I knew he had a dark side, but this—illegal firearms? Smuggled luxury cars? The sheer danger of it all sent my mind spiraling. And the way he had pulled me into it, without so much as a warning... it felt like I was falling deeper into a world I didn’t recognize.

A world where Thiago was both a king and a tyrant.

The car came to a stop outside a dimly lit building, the air heavy with impending confrontation. Thiago stepped out without a word, his shoulders rigid with fury. I followed hesitantly, my heart pounding in my chest. The building loome