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Chapter 119

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last update Veröffentlichungsdatum: 18.07.2026 17:00:59

Alessia's POV

The yacht was groaning against the stone pier as the tide dragged it toward the open water, and the gap between the concrete edge and the wooden deck was widening with every single wave that crashed against the pilings. I looked at the dark, churning water below and then at the Butcher who was standing on the stern with his weapon leveled toward our position, and I knew that if we didn't make the jump right now he would simply drift out of reach and leave us standing on the pier
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  • The Glass Rose    Chapter 123

    Lucien's POV The first light of the morning was creeping over the horizon and turning the dark surface of the Mediterranean into a sheet of pale, shimmering gold, and I stood on the bow of the yacht with Alessia while the sirens of the approaching police boats echoed across the harbor. The air felt cleaner than it had in months and the smell of gunpowder and diesel was finally being replaced by the fresh, cool scent of the open sea, and I looked over at Alessia who was leaning against the railing with her hair tangled by the wind and a look of genuine peace on her face that I hadn't seen since the first day we started planning this entire campaign against the Rossi firm."The police are going to find a boat filled with dead men and an empty ledger, so we have about ten minutes before they start asking questions about where the Butcher went and who exactly is responsible for the state of this vessel," I said, and I watched the blue lights of the harbor patrol cutting through the morn

  • The Glass Rose    Chapter 122

    Alessia's POV The Butcher was leaning back against the white railing and his breath was hitching in the cold wind, and he looked smaller than I ever thought he would when he wasn't standing behind his desk or his wall of armed guards. I kept my pistol perfectly steady while the boat swayed and I could feel Lucien standing just a few feet behind me like a shadow that had been carved out of the night itself, his presence giving me the strength to look at the man who had destroyed my family’s life and stay completely unmoved by his desperate, shaking voice."If you pull that trigger, you are going to be making the biggest mistake of your life because I have a folder full of names and international bank codes that will tell you exactly who ordered the strike on your home, and without me you will never be able to navigate the politics of the commission," Salvatore said, his voice cracking as he reached into his vest as if he was trying to pull out a list that didn't exist anymore."We don

  • The Glass Rose    Chapter 121

    Matteo's POV The rain had finally stopped but the wind was still howling across the harbor, and I was lying flat on the damp concrete of the pier with my long-range scope pressed against my eye, watching the luxury yacht through the lens as the interior started to fill with the thick, oily smoke from the engine room fire. I could see the figures moving on the deck and I had my finger hovering over the trigger of my rifle, but I knew I couldn't take a shot because the Butcher had backed himself out onto the narrow open bow and he was standing right in front of Alessia and Lucien, his silhouette dancing against the dark waves as the yacht tilted sharply to the side."I have a clear view of the bow and he’s standing right at the edge of the railing with his back to the water, but I can't get a clean sightline because Lucien is standing too close to him and I don't want to risk a ricochet," I said into the radio, my voice feeling raspy and dry because I had been yelling instructions for

  • The Glass Rose    Chapter 120

    Lucien's POV The air in the narrow hallway was thick with the smell of burning oil and damp carpet, and the entire yacht was pitching heavily as we fought our way toward the engine room stairs, the yacht’s hull groaning every time a wave slammed into the side. I moved with my back against the wall while Alessia stayed close behind me, her weapon raised and her eyes scanning every corner because we knew the Butcher’s last two bodyguards were waiting somewhere in the dark for a chance to put us in the ground."They are definitely guarding the stairs because I can hear the click of a safety being disengaged right behind that bulk head door," I whispered, and I felt the hair on the back of my neck stand up as I realized they were waiting for us to commit to the descent."I’ll throw the flashbang into the stairwell and you take the right side the second the light hits, because we can't afford to get pinned in this corridor where we have zero cover," Alessia said, her voice steady as she r

  • The Glass Rose    Chapter 119

    Alessia's POV The yacht was groaning against the stone pier as the tide dragged it toward the open water, and the gap between the concrete edge and the wooden deck was widening with every single wave that crashed against the pilings. I looked at the dark, churning water below and then at the Butcher who was standing on the stern with his weapon leveled toward our position, and I knew that if we didn't make the jump right now he would simply drift out of reach and leave us standing on the pier while he escaped into the Mediterranean. "Lucien, the gap is getting too big and the boat is already starting to swing, so we have to jump in the next three seconds or we are going to lose our only chance to finish this!" I shouted over the sound of the wind, and I pulled my jacket tight around my waist as I braced my feet against the edge of the wet pier. "Jump when the yacht hits the next wave because the momentum will bring the deck toward you, but stay low the second you land because he i

  • The Glass Rose    Chapter 118

    Matteo's POV The crate of raw timber I had climbed was shivering under the impact of heavy gunfire, and I wiped the stinging grit from my eyes while I pressed my cheek against the cold steel stock of the rifle because the Butcher’s men were trying to rip my cover apart with long, sustained bursts of automatic lead. I had already put three rounds through the main control bridge of the yacht, and the dark water of the harbor was reflecting the sparks as the electronics inside the wheelhouse fried and started pouring black, acrid smoke over the deck, but that had only made the mercenaries on the ground more determined to knock me off my perch so they could get their boss out to the open sea. "Matteo, if you don't keep that suppressed fire on the stern, the remaining deck hand is going to get to the anchor release, so just keep your head down and focus on the wheelhouse because I am closing the distance on the gangplank right now!" Lucien shouted over the radio, and I heard the unmista

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