Alexander gazes down at Jenny—Georgina—and takes in the sight of her as she sleeps. Dressed in the elegant gown she had chosen for her meeting with the Teros Mafia, she appears to have emerged from a battlefield, a truth not far from reality. Her hair, still in its plait, is frizzy and on the verge of coming undone, with some parts smeared with blood and tears.Her knees bear the stains of blood, which he assumes belongs to him and the other members of the Dark Wolves, a result of her kneeling to tend to their wounds. Gunpowder and dirt are smeared around her neck, and he notices the bandage from where he had accidentally cut her. She must have lost her heels at some point, as she is now barefoot with one leg of her pantyhose torn from foot to knee. Despite the chaos surrounding her, she breathes steadily, deep in sleep, her tear-streaked face still flushed red.From his experience as a father to Luther, Alexander has realized that a good cry is often all it takes to bring someone to
Lemuel nods, chewing on his lip, a gesture Alexander recognizes as his typical thinking pose. He allows the silence to linger, waiting for Lemuel to reach his conclusion."It's probably best if I head to her apartment now," Lemuel says eventually. "I'll check to ensure no one is watching, then clear it out. I can bring her belongings back here and make certain there's nothing that could expose our information or reveal where she'll be."Alexander agrees with a nod. A strange sense of obligation toward Jenny washes over him now that he understands the potential danger she is in. He cannot let what happened to her at the hands of the Bloody Sapphire occur again, especially knowing the consequences if they find out about her alliance. Regardless of her past, she is now a member of the Dark Wolves, and he is committed to protecting his family with his very life."We'll keep a close eye on her," he mutters, more to himself than to Lemuel. "I believe her story, but my trust is not yet compl
Jenny placed her coffee cup down, attempting to match Alexander's seriousness."I will never let Eduardo Swift or his cohorts come anywhere near you again." His expression morphed into a scowl."And that goes double for your..." He hesitated, seemingly weighing his words. "That goes double for Julius." He sighed, staring down into his coffee as if searching for answers at the bottom of the cup.Jenny had believed she would be safe with Alexander. He hadn't rejected her after hearing her confession, and he had even shown her compassion while recounting her most traumatic memories. Still, hearing him affirm this now was a relief. She appreciated his straightforwardness.As Alexander looked up from his coffee, his eyes narrowed as he declared, "I will protect you at any cost," emphasizing the seriousness of his commitment, wanting to ensure Jenny fully understood what was at stake.However, Jenny's calm expression shifted to one of concern. "Julius will go to any lengths to find me and d
Meanwhile, Julius felt the familiar dull ache in his head as he turned onto the street where Jenny lived. Lately, he had been drinking more, and his body wasn't bouncing back like it used to. He could see the bags under his eyes, and he made it clear to anyone in Bloody Sapphire who dared to mention his deteriorating appearance that it would be their last mistake. One nurse from the medical ward had even offered him a nutritional drink and a face mask, but he took her to his room and showed her just how healthy he was.He passed the neighboring buildings, grateful he had chosen a calm and safe neighborhood for Jenny to stay in. His father had already scolded him for visiting her here, warning him that his overprotectiveness for his sister could jeopardize his mission to gather intelligence on the Dark Wolves. Julius found it amusing every time his father referred to his and Jenny's relationship as a sibling bond. The fact that his father couldn't see the truth about them was embarrass
"Jenny," Melinda called from outside the door, "ten minutes until your alarm!"Jenny stifled a groan, rolling over to bury her face in her pillow. She had thought Malia was a tough boss, but Melinda was on a whole different level. Melinda didn't seem to grasp that the purpose of an alarm was to wake her up; instead, she felt the need to give Jenny a heads-up so she could prepare for it.Reluctantly, Jenny slid out of bed, knowing Melinda would return in a minute to question her about any delay. She shuffled to the bathroom, quickly brushed her teeth, tossed her hair into a ponytail, and refreshed her face before getting dressed.Melinda enforced a strict uniform: a simple blue smock with black pants. It was the first time since joining the Bloody Sapphire that Jenny didn't feel the pressure of eyes on her, nor was she dressing provocatively for tips or influence. Her attire was practical for the tasks she performed.Each morning started before sunrise, with laundry and breakfast prepa
Seeking some tranquility, Alexander steps onto the drop cloth and settles in front of his unfinished painting of the snow-capped mountains that grace the horizon around his estate. As he lifts a brush to scrutinize it at eye level, he considers continuing his work on the landscape portrait. However, his attention is diverted by a lively chattering sound coming from another part of the courtyard.Rising from his seat, Alexander follows the path back toward the sprawling log mansion. With every step, the sounds grow clearer—sporadic bursts of laughter and joyful giggles echoing in the air. He halts, recognizing the voices. It's Jenny and Luther! He had explicitly warned her to keep away from him! Fuming with anger, Alexander advances toward them. As he rounds the corner, they come into full view. Concealed behind a tall bush, he witnesses Jenny tending to the windows while amusing his young son. Luther is laughing so hard that he's clutching his stomach and gasping for air between fits
He confessed to Nancy that his relationship with Sophie felt more like a fleeting encounter than anything serious; he simply enjoyed her company and appreciated her engaging conversational skills during his time in Paris. Nancy had always hoped that Alexander would open his heart to love after Nichola had passed away. Despite her encouragement for him to find someone meaningful, her efforts had proven fruitless.While he had never mentioned seeing Jenny with Luther, he had appreciated how well she interacted with his son, especially when she had acted quickly to save Luther from choking.A few days later, Miranda, Alexander's head of staff, rushed into his study, clearly flustered and anxious. She explained that Luther's maid, Cassandra, was gravely ill and unable to rise from bed that day. Cassandra had called for one of their trusted doctors to make a house call, opting against traveling into the city due to her condition. Miranda expressed concern that anyone could be followed, and
"Once upon a time..." Jenny began to read, and within moments, Luther fell softly asleep, his face serene and angelic. She closed the book and rose from her spot beside his bed, hurrying into the hallway. If she rushed, she'd have time to see if Melinda was able to procure the books she had requested from the library. Melinda was older and unfamiliar with many American titles, so occasionally she returned with novels Jenny had never heard of before. Yet, Jenny read them anyway, and sometimes they became her favorites.When she reached Melinda's office, her supervisor looked up, a furrow forming on her brow. "Sorry, honey," she said, tucking a pencil behind her ear. "Not today. I forgot the house car is up for maintenance. I'll be sure to grab them for tomorrow.""Oh," Jenny replied with a grin, "no worries! I still have half of one left. That should be enough for tonight."Before she could leave, Melinda raised a hand to stop her, tilting her head in curiosity. "Do you know when Alexa
One year later."Thank you for coming," the lawyer said, glancing down at his paperwork while adjusting his predictably dull brown suit. Alexander sat beside Jenny, comforting her with a squeeze of her hand. Both were dressed more formally than necessary for the occasion, as they had a significant event to attend afterward."I understand it's been nearly a year since the passing of Eduardo, Jessica, and Julius Swift. We appreciate your patience while we collaborated with the police and other authorities to settle the estate. We are now prepared to proceed with the distribution."Alexander offered Jenny a reassuring squeeze of her hand and exchanged a supportive glance before she turned her attention back to the lawyer, eager to hear what she stood to inherit from her parents."Eduardo Swift's will stated that his entire estate was to be passed on to his wife, Sharon. However, due to her absence during the initial sorting, the estate was set to enter the public domain. Fortunately, a r
As Alexander finally stepped into the room, he laid eyes on Jenny for the first time in days. Guilt had overwhelmed him, fearing she might not survive the attack. He was both shocked and awed by Jenny's bravery when she pushed him aside and took those bullets with such courage. Never before had he witnessed such an act of selflessness, especially from someone so close to him.Alexander replayed the day's events repeatedly, haunted by the memory of Jenny being shot three times by Jessica, who was supposed to be her sister. But then again, Alexander considered, no one in her adoptive family had truly been family to her, except perhaps her mother.He often wondered if he could have acted differently but always arrived at the same conclusion. Jenny was unpredictable—a trait he admired but which also made it difficult for him to protect her from those who wished her harm, particularly Bloody Sapphire and her adoptive family.He could never grasp their family dynamic. How could they treat h
Consciousness rushes back to Jenny like a tidal wave. It's as if she's awakened in the midst of a snowstorm, or as if her body is engulfed in flames. Every nerve in her body screams, reminding her she's alive. Alive.Once the initial flood of overwhelming sensations subsides, she begins to notice the details in the room. First, she feels a smooth, small hand in hers, then hears the rhythmic beeping of a heart monitor to her right. The scent of antiseptic fills the air, and she suddenly realizes her mouth is incredibly dry."Water?" she croaks, managing to pry her eyes open, finding Malia standing above her, her hand shaking in Jenny's."Oh my god," Malia exclaims, turning and shouting into the hallway. Jenny flinches back into the pillow, unable to catch all of what Malia says, but it results in a swarm of medical professionals entering, all looking perplexed. Jenny feels like joking about the gunshots being a surprise to her, too, but her dry mouth prevents her from speaking properly
"But—" Jenny began as Jessica lifted the gun toward her. She raised her hands in a gesture to halt Jessica. Her plan would fail miserably if Jessica shot her now, something she might actually do. Jenny glanced at Nancy and Luther, the guilt almost overwhelming. If they hadn't met her, they wouldn't be caught in this tragedy. Drawing a deep breath, she steadied herself."Let them go.""What?" Jessica said, her tears momentarily halting as unkempt hair fell across her shoulder. It was nothing like her usually impeccable style."Listen," Jenny urged, closing her eyes. "There's a safe behind that painting. It holds enough money to give you the life you dream of."Jenny had discovered the safe one day while cleaning and had hurried out to keep Alexander from knowing she saw it. She had once watched him access the safe, revealing stacks of cash and gold."If you release them," Jenny continued, sensing Jessica was listening intently. "I'll tell you the code. Alexander shared it with me in ca
Meanwhile, Jenny arrived back at the sprawling log mansion, which served as Alexander's secluded retreat for himself, his most trusted allies, his mother Nancy, and Luther. Her heart tightened with worry at the thought of innocent, defenseless Luther. It was her fault he was caught in this predicament. She needed to act quickly to save that precious boy; otherwise, nothing would ever be the same for anyone involved.She hurriedly stepped out of the car she had commandeered and sprinted along the path toward the mansion's entrance. Gazing up at the moon, she whispered a silent prayer for Luther, recalling the sparkle in his eyes and his sweet, warm smile, before stepping into whatever chaos awaited beyond those doors.A wave of dread washed over her as she entered. The mansion was littered with fallen guards. Moving quietly into the foyer, she navigated around Alexander's fallen crew, careful and respectful of the somber scene.A soft, choked sob emanated from the center of the mansion
"As soon as I'm done with work," Alexander had reassured him, wrapping Luther in a warm embrace. "I'll come right back. You and me, we'll go fishing, okay?"Luther nodded, hugged him tightly, and told him to enjoy his fishing trip. Alexander kissed his head, oblivious to the idea that someone might find Luther there. He reproached himself now for not fortifying security, knowing he had plenty of enemies. What had he said to Jenny about it?"People with a lot of enemies are usually crushed under that weight. People with a lot of enemies sometimes get set on fire."The vision of his home, his son, and his mother in flames filled him with blinding rage and anxiety. He shoved past a few allies in his haste, knowing he'd apologize later, once he knew Luther was safe. Few in the Dark Wolves, apart from Lemuel, Malia, and Dolf, even knew of his son. Rushing past Anton on a stretcher, Alexander couldn't focus on anyone other than Luther.He skidded to a halt in front of his SUV just as his ph
"Yeah," Alexander replies, moving behind the bar in search of a good bottle of whiskey. Lemuel settles onto one of the barstools. Meanwhile, their team continues rolling up bodies and taking them to the incinerator they had discovered—likely used by the Bloody Sapphire for disposing of their unwanted. It's a more discreet option than transporting truckloads of bodies to the river with dawn approaching."He must have caught wind," Alexander speculates, shaking his head as he pours their drinks. Even though the operation went as smoothly as planned, he can't shake the feeling that something is missing. He knows he won't rest until the head of this adversarial group is found and eliminated.Just then, Alexander spots a shadow moving stealthily through an upper area of the tavern he hadn't noticed before. Without a second thought, he raises his gun and fires, certain that none of their men would move with such secrecy. If they had discovered access to a concealed upper floor, they would h
The Bloody Sapphire were taken completely by surprise when Alexander and his team arrived at their location shortly after three in the morning. They had sent two men ahead to release poison gas into the tavern, with Lemuel assisting the team in fitting their sleek gas masks securely before they entered, allowing the gas time to disperse.Inside, nearly every man in the main area of the bar was found slumped over tables or crumpled on the floor. Alexander's team swiftly eliminated them with silenced bullets, avoiding any unnecessary delays. True to his promise, Alexander ensured the women were left unharmed. He noticed them collapsed over the men, some unconscious with a man's hand inappropriately placed.The women were carefully removed from the pile of bodies and moved to the side, where they were handcuffed to a radiator, in case any harbored loyalties to their group. After the situation was controlled, they planned to bring Jenny in to speak with them, hoping they would recognize h
Jenny catches a glimpse of Dolf and Julius still clashing across the room but disregards them as she lunges at her father's legs, knocking him down hard. She hears the sound of his chin hitting the ground along with a muffled curse before scrambling back on top of him. This time, she aims for his eyes, but he raises his forearms to block her fingers. A primal rage surges through her, a tidal wave of anger.As she lashes out, the memories of all he's put her through flood her mind: Julius's assault, the constant surveillance from the bodyguards, his refusal to believe her even when the truth was self-evident, blaming her for her mother's death, and punishing her by sending her to work for the Bloody Sapphire as if it were an appropriate response.Jenny rains down her fists and elbows upon him, aware that she's screaming but feeling disconnected from the sound escaping her throat. She feels like a whirlwind, a tornado, a storm poised to engulf him. She wants him to experience every ounc