LOGIN**Two Weeks Later**Malachi's PovBeautiful.There was something strangely beautiful about silence before destruction.I stood atop a stack of weathered shipping containers overlooking the enormous cargo depot that had made me millions over the years. My hands rested lazily on the rusted railing.Rows of towering containers stretched across the yard like a maze. Cargo trucks stood parked in neat lines while cranes loomed overhead. To anyone else, this looked like an ordinary shipping yard.To me...It was a theater. And today's performance had only one audience.Luis Renz.I couldn't stop smiling as his black figure walked through the entrance exactly as instructed.Alone.I chuckled."A good boy after all."Why wouldn't he obey?After receiving the little video I sent him with his precious family tied up... bleeding... terrified...How could he possibly refuse?Besides, even if he'd wanted to bring an army, it wouldn't have mattered. No one could enter this depot without my knowledge
Bianca's PovThe ride back felt longer than it should have. It was painfully quiet. No one spoke.The van rattled over the rough road, its engine the only sound inside. Blood stained the floor beneath our boots. The smell of gunpowder clung to every one of us like a curse that refused to fade.I glanced across the van.Renz sat against the wall with his head lowered, one hand pressing firmly over the bullet wound in his arm. Blood continued soaking through his sleeve, yet he acted as if he couldn't feel it.He hadn't spoken a single word since we escaped.Somehow...That frightened me more than his anger ever could. Quietly, I picked up the medical kit and moved closer. "Let me see your hand."He didn't even look at me."No.""It's still bleeding.""I said no."His voice wasn't loud. It was flat.I sighed."If you don't stop the bleeding, you'll lose more blood than necessary."His eyes finally lifted to mine. "Treat your own wounds first." I looked down at the cuts running across my
"It's a fucking trap..."Bianca's voice came out strained as she stared at the unconscious woman and little girl.Her face hardened..."Renz could already be in serious danger."I clenched my jaw. "Signal the men to fall back," I barked immediately. "We're heading for the main entrance. Right now."She looked at me as I grabbed my gun. "We get Renz out before this turns into something even worse.""But the hostages—""Bianca!"She went silent."They're not here." I pointed around the room. "Can't you see? This whole damn place was built to fool us." I looked back at the fake hostages. "They wanted us to believe they were here. So they'll bring Renz straight into Malachi's den.""Fuck." Bianca cursed under her breath. "So every single detail...""...was real enough to fool us," I shamefully finished."If Renz had come with another plan...""He...would've failed anyway."She slowly nodded."Fuck..."Without another second to waste, she lowered the little girl onto the floor and we rushed
Marco's PovThe car rolled to a stop a short distance from the location Malachi had sent.I stared at the massive estate ahead. The place looked far more polished than I expected. Clean walls. Expensive design. Perfectly maintained. Like nothing evil had ever happened inside those walls.But we both knew better.Beside me, Nyx kept her eyes fixed on the building.Silent.The opportunity was finally right in front of us. God... let this end in our favor."I think I spotted Lord Bronco's car," she suddenly said, pointing toward the left side of the property.I followed her finger and nodded. A small breath escaped me.Good.At least part of the plan was moving."We need to get inside," I said.Her eyes returned to the heavily guarded property."But how?"I held her gaze for a second. The answer hit both of us and we both spoke at the same time."The fence."A small smile touched her face. "The fence."We got out immediately. Keeping low, we circled toward the rear side of the property.
You'll never see them without me."Malachi smiled through blood, even with a gun pressed against his skull.The bastard was still smiling.I scoffed."You know what?" I crouched lower. "It's satisfying seeing you like this."His smile twitched."Last time, you got lucky."I tilted his head back harder. "But you won't escape me this time."His jaw clenched. Fear looked better on him than confidence ever did. Then several of my men rushed into the room behind me. The sight alone made Malachi's expression darken slightly.I laughed."Wondering where your help is?"I forced his face forward."Allow me to update you." I told him calmly."Every ally you brought here is either dead, bleeding, or soon will be."I leaned closer."And once you're gone..."A smile tugged at my lips. "The rest will bow to me.""I don't think so."The disgusting voice made my eyes narrow instantly.Maria.That bitch. She walked into the room like she owned it. Black clothes. Dark hair. That same annoying confidenc
Renz’s Pov The moment I stepped out of the car, the entire environment smelled like old blood and betrayal. The building looked exactly like the kind of place devils retired to. Malachi always loved places like this. A clean structure.... A pit. Exactly the kind of place a coward would drag people into just to feel powerful. Some meters away behind us, hidden carefully where eyes wouldn’t easily catch them, Maria and the others waited silently. Today needed to end.... I admit that am mentally tired, tired of seeing fear in Nyx’s eyes. Tired of Malachi breathing the same air as me. He had ordered me to come alone. Too bad I stopped listening to him a long time ago. My eyes lifted toward the large building ahead while my men steadied themselves beside me. I adjusted my cuffs calmly before walking ahead. Honestly... I should’ve felt uneasy coming back into Malachi's pit. After what he was lucked to do to me the last time. The chains, the torture...the blood. The humiliation. T
Nyx's PovMy whole body aches.I lay on my bed, staring at nothing, letting the day squeeze the air out of me. It was chaos from morning till night—but seeing Miami again was worth every bruise.Even better… Camila.I still can’t process it. One minute I had no one. The next, I’m looking into the f
Gabriel's PovI woke up hard, like someone dragged me out of a deep pit..My eyes snapped open to the white ceiling above me, my breath dragging rough through my chest. Everything felt heavy and wrong. A thick weight pinned my limbs, and a sour taste clung to my tongue.Poisoned.In my own damn hou
Gabriel's Pov2:13 a.m.And people were still inside the club.The music had finally died, leaving only the hum of the lights and the sound of glasses being stacked. I’d been trying to shut this place down earlier for weeks, and every night felt like a personal joke.Renz used to keep the doors ope
Nyx's PovI sat at the edge of my bed, knees to my chest, my body shaking even though the room was warm. Five days—five long days—and the ache still hadn’t eased.Five days since I overheard Gabriel’s call… that cold, sharp voice confirming the unthinkable.Renz is dead.Already buried.Gone.I did



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