《DANGEROUS LIAISONS》全部章節：第 21 章 - 第 30 章

 Elon’s POV I swallowed hard. The sound felt too loud in the silence.The guard took another step closer.His eyes were sharp now—no longer distracted, no longer amused. Suspicion had settled in, heavy and dangerous. “I asked you a question,” he said, voice hard. “What are you doing here?” Think.Think.I let my expression crumble just enough—confusion, fear, uncertainty. A lost woman. “I—I think I might have missed my way,” I said softly, my voice trembling just right. “The restroom downstairs was crowded and someone told me there was another one up here and I just—” He didn’t buy it.I could see it in his eyes.His hand moved toward his radio.“Stay right there.” 

Elon’s POVMy mind wouldn’t slow down.That wasn’t normal.That wasn’t coincidence.Someone had planned that.Someone had known exactly where I was, exactly what I was doing, and exactly when to strike.And worst of all… they had succeeded.I clenched my hands together in my lap, still sitting in the car, still trying to steady my breathing.The package was gone.Stolen right out from under me, and the traitor had no issues strangling a random person—because he had no idea who I was, but he somehow knew I had the package.Something he'd only know if he had been watching for a long time.My mind circulated with several more theories and each one just threw a resounding question back at me.Beside me, Fort had just ended the call with Dimitri, his expression carved from stone, his presence filling the car with something heavy and suffocating.“You’re just getting started,” he had said.The words echoed in my head.Getting started.If this was just the beginning… then what the hell had I

Fort’s POVI stayed motionless for a long moment as the doctor patched me up, the sting of the needle and the warmth of the antiseptic barely registering. I couldn't even focus on the pain, not when my mind was on everything else. Dimitri had arrived exactly fifteen minutes after Elon made the call and was dragged away, I know because I counted every painful second it took not to put a gun through their heads.As soon as Dimitri arrived I briefed him on everything that happened, while the doctor patched me up.He was smart enough to bring the doctor as backup too. One of the reasons he was my second.“What’s next, boss?” he asked, voice low, as the doctor sewed up the last stitch.“You need to rest a bit so your stitches heal,” the doctor said, adjusting the final suture.“Bullshit,” I growled, cutting him off. I stood to my feet feeling the ache of the wound in my shoulder and chest, sharp and insistent. I recocked my gun, the familiar weight comforting against my palm. Dimitri fol

Elon's POV "Julian," Chen called all of a sudden, his voice very smooth, but yet cautious. "News reached me that you've been traveling quite a bit this days. From London to Paris...and at this rate, I imagine the jet lag must really be...""Very terrible," I interrupted, finishing for him with a small exaggerated sigh, comfortabley swirling my champagne with one hand. "Though, I have always thought that jet lag is just a polite excuse to tolerate bad manners. You're by all means supposed to land somewhere, meet new faces, or old ones, smile, though it might be all pretence, but in all, you should convince them that you belong. And for me? I end up getting jet lagged while pretending." This made Chen to raise an eyebrow, half smile carefully tugged at the corner of his lips."I see. So, you belong to the group that likes to.. perform?" "Well, that only happens when the stakes are interesting," I replied, leaning slightly to to him. "Otherwise, life would end up being dull. Don't yo

"So, what about you tell me, Julian," Chen started, his tone coming off a bit smooth and sharper now than before. "What exactly do you invest in?" I smiled faintly, but with a deliberate move, carefully swirling the champagne in my hand, more like the answer just and of bored me. "Well, it depends on the season." Chen didn't smile back, or dude didn't find it funny. "The season?" "Mmm," I took a slow sip, a way of buying myself a second to think properly. "Oil when the world kind of feels unstable. Then again is Tech, which is only when people pretend things are getting better. Then, I consider Art when I want to hide money in something pretty." His gaze remained intact, not wavering even for a second. "Specifics," Of course, that's what it's all about. I carefully let out a soft chuckle. "You are not very subtle, or are you?" "And, you're carefully avoiding the question." I tilted my head, but slowly studying him to ascertain if he was worth the effort. "Fine. But it would be