Chapter 24
I watched as Camilla sauntered over to one of the hired guns standing in the shadows. Her manicured fingers wrapped around his pistol, yanking it from. his grip before he could react. She turned, the weapon gleaming under the harsh lights as she pointed it at Lorenzo.
“Finally.” Her lips curled into a predatory smile. “I’ve waited so long for this moment. Planned every detail.”
Lorenzo’s expression remained impassive as he stared down the barrel. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. I’ve never done anything to you.”
Her laugh echoed through the concrete space, sharp and brittle. Shel pulled back the hammer with an ominous click. “Oh, of course you don’t.”
Her eyes flickered to me, something dark and unhinged dancing in their depths. “But we’ll get to that story after I deal with this first.”
My heart slammed against my ribs as she stalked toward me, her heels clicking a death march across the floor. The cold metal of the gun pressed against my temple, and I could smell her expensive perfume mixed with sweat and rage.
“Any last words, Val?” The barrel dug into my skin.
I held my breath as Camilla pressed the gun harder against my temple, her perfectly manicured nails digging into my scalp.
“Poor girl,” she purred, her eyes darting to Lorenzo. “Got dragged into this
because of him.”
The shift in her attention made my skin crawl. There was something personal in the way she looked at Lorenzo, a history I couldn’t decipher. Her gaze swung to Dominic, who stood frozen, his face a mask of disbelief.
“Watch your ex–fiancée die.”
The words had barely left her lips when Dominic lunged forward with a roar. The gun cracked, the sound deafening in the enclosed space. Dominic’s body crumpled as he clutched his leg, blood seeping between his fingers. His scream of pain echoed off the walls.
“Dickhead.” Camilla’s voice dripped with contempt. She kept the gun steady against my head while glaring down at him. “You should be glad you got to fuck me.”
The casual way she spoke about everything made bile rise in my throat.
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The gun returned to its original position, pressed firmly against my temple. I could feel the metal, still warm from the shot that hit Dominic, who continued to writhe on the floor.
Camilla’s attention zeroed back in on me, her breath hot against my ear.
“Say hi to your parents and your baby,” Camilla whispered in my ear, her finger tightening on the trigger.
I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for the impact. One second passed. Two. Three. The shot never came.
My eyes flew open at the sound of Camilla’s gasp. Lorenzo’s hand gripped her wrist, twisting it upward. He’d somehow freed himself from the chair and moved across the room without making a sound.
“Let go of me!” Camilla thrashed against his hold. Her eyes darted to the hitmen. “Kill him! What are you waiting for?”
The men remained motionless, their faces blank as they stood behind Lorenzo. A cold smile spread across his face as he wrenched the gun from her grasp.
“They work for me.” His boot connected with her stomach, sending her sprawling across the concrete floor. “They always have.”
Camilla scrambled backward, her designer dress collecting dirt and grime. “That’s impossible. Dominic hired them-”
“Through a shell company owned by Constantine International.” Lorenzo’s voice carried a dangerous edge. “Did you really think I wouldn’t have eyes on you both after what you did?”
The hitmen moved forward in perfect synchronization, their weapons trained on Camilla as she cowered on the ground. Her carefully crafted facade crumbled, revealing the terrified woman beneath all that expensive makeup and calculated cruelty.
Lorenzo rushed to my side, his hands making quick work of the ropes binding me to the chair. His touch was gentle despite the urgency of his
movements.
“Mi amor, I’m so sorry I couldn’t tell you.” His fingers brushed against my wrists where the ropes had left angry marks. “I needed your reactions to be genuine. They would have known if you were acting.”
I stared at him, my mind racing to catch up. “You knew? This whole time?”
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I watched as Camilla sauntered over to one of the hired guns standing in the shadows. Her manicured fingers wrapped around his pistol, yanking it from his grip before he could react. She turned, the weapon gleaming under the harsh lights as she pointed it at Lorenzo.
“Finally.” Her lips curled into a predatory smile. “I’ve waited so long for this moment. Planned every detail.”
Lorenzo’s expression remained impassive as he stared down the barrel. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. I’ve never done anything to you.”
Her laugh echoed through the concrete space, sharp and brittle. She pulled back the hammer with an ominous click. “Oh, of course you don’t.”
Her eyes flickered to me, something dark and unhinged dancing in their depths. “But we’ll get to that story after I deal with this first.”
My heart slammed against my ribs as she stalked toward me, her heels clicking a death march across the floor. The cold metal of the gun pressed against my temple, and I could smell her expensive perfume mixed with sweat and rage.
“Any last words, Val?” The barrel dug into my skin.
I held my breath as Camilla pressed the gun harder against my temple, her perfectly manicured nails digging into my scalp.
“Poor girl,” she purred, her eyes darting to Lorenzo. “Got dragged into this because of him.”
The shift in her attention made my skin crawl. There was something personal in the way she looked at Lorenzo, a history I couldn’t decipher. Her gaze swung to Dominic, who stood frozen, his face a mask of disbelief.
“Watch your ex–fiancée die.”
The words had barely left her lips when Dominic lunged forward with a roar. The gun cracked, the sound deafening in the enclosed space. Dominic’s body crumpled as he clutched his leg, blood seeping between his fingers. Hist scream of pain echoed off the walls.
“Dickhead.” Camilla’s voice dripped with contempt. She kept the gun steady against my head while glaring down at him. “You should be glad you got to fuck me.”
The casual way she spoke about everything made bile rise in my throat.
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The gun returned to its original position, pressed firmly against my temple. could feel the metal, still warm from the shot that hit Dominic, who continued to writhe on the floor.
Camilla’s attention zeroed back in on me, her breath hot against my ear.
“Say hi to your parents and your baby,” Camilla whispered in my ear, her finger tightening on the trigger.
I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for the impact. One second passed. Two. Three. The shot never came.
My eyes flew open at the sound of Camilla’s gasp. Lorenzo’s hand gripped her wrist, twisting it upward. He’d somehow freed himself from the chair and moved across the room without making a sound.
“Let go of me!” Camilla thrashed against his hold. Her eyes darted to the hitmen. “Kill him! What are you waiting for?”
The men remained motionless, their faces blank as they stood behind Lorenzo. A cold smile spread across his face as he wrenched the gun from her
grasp.
“They work for me.” His boot connected with her stomach, sending her sprawling across the concrete floor. “They always have.”
Camilla scrambled backward, her designer dress collecting dirt and grime. “That’s impossible. Dominic hired them-”
“Through a shell company owned by Constantine International.” Lorenzo’s voice carried a dangerous edge. “Did you really think I wouldn’t have eyes on you both after what you did?“*
The hitmen moved forward in perfect synchronization, their weapons. trained on Camilla as she cowered on the ground. Her carefully crafted facade crumbled, revealing the terrified woman beneath all that expensive makeup and calculated cruelty.
Lorenzo rushed to my side, his hands making quick work of the ropes binding me to the chair. His touch was gentle despite the urgency of his
movements.
“Mi amor, I’m so sorry I couldn’t tell you.” His fingers brushed against my wrists where the ropes had left angry marks. “I needed your reactions to be genuine. They would have known if you were acting.”
I stared at him, my mind racing to catch up. “You knew? This whole time?” He cupped my face. his thumbs stroking my cheeks. “I promised vou
Chapter 24
I watched as Camilla sauntered over to one of the hired guns standing in the shadows. Her manicured fingers wrapped around his pistol, yanking it from his grip before he could react. She turned, the weapon gleaming under the harsh lights as she pointed it at Lorenzo.
“Finally.” Her lips curled into a predatory smile. “I’ve waited so long for this moment. Planned every detail.”
Lorenzo’s expression remained impassive as he stared down the barrel. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. I’ve never done anything to you.”
Her laugh echoed through the concrete space, sharp and brittle. She pulled back the hammer with an ominous click. “Oh, of course you don’t.”
Her eyes flickered to me, something dark and unhinged dancing in their depths. “But we’ll get to that story after I deal with this first.”
My heart slammed against my ribs as she stalked toward me, her heels. clicking a death march across the floor. The cold metal of the gun pressed against my temple, and I could smell her expensive perfume mixed with sweat and rage.
“Any last words, Val?” The barrel dug into my skin.
I held my breath as Camilla pressed the gun harder against my temple, her perfectly manicured nails digging into my scalp.
“Poor girl,” she purred, her eyes darting to Lorenzo. “Got dragged into this because of him.”
The shift in her attention made my skin crawl. There was something. personal in the way she looked at Lorenzo, a history I couldn’t decipher. Her gaze swung to Dominic, who stood frozen, his face a mask of disbelief.
“Watch your ex–fiancée die.”
The words had barely left her lips when Dominic lunged forward with a roar. The gun cracked, the sound deafening in the enclosed space. Dominic’s body crumpled as he clutched his leg, blood seeping between his fingers. His scream of pain echoed off the walls.
“Dickhead.” Camilla’s voice dripped with contempt. She kept the gun. steady against my head while glaring down at him. “You should be glad you got to fuck me.”
The casual way she spoke about everything made bile rise in my throat.
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to writhe on the floor.
Camilla’s attention zeroed back in on me, her breath hot against my ear. “Say hi to your parents and your baby,” Camilla whispered in my ear, her finger tightening on the trigger.
I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for the impact. One second passed. Two. Three. The shot never came.
My eyes flew open at the sound of Camilla’s gasp. Lorenzo’s hand gripped her wrist, twisting it upward. He’d somehow freed himself from the chair and moved across the room without making a sound.
“Let go of me!” Camilla thrashed against his hold. Her eyes darted to the hitmen. “Kill him! What are you waiting for?”
The men remained motionless, their faces blank as they stood behind Lorenzo. A cold smile spread across his face as he wrenched the gun from her grasp.
“They work for me.” His boot connected with her stomach, sending her sprawling across the concrete floor. “They always have.”
Camilla scrambled backward, her designer dress collecting dirt and grime. “That’s impossible. Dominic hired them-”
“Through a shell company owned by Constantine International.” Lorenzo’s voice carried a dangerous edge. “Did you really think I wouldn’t have eyes on you both after what you did?”
The hitmen moved forward in perfect synchronization, their weapons trained on Camilla as she cowered on the ground. Her carefully crafted facade. crumbled, revealing the terrified woman beneath all that expensive makeup and calculated cruelty.
Lorenzo rushed to my side, his hands making quick work of the ropes binding me to the chair. His touch was gentle despite the urgency of his
movements.
“Mi amor, I’m so sorry I couldn’t tell you.” His fingers brushed against my wrists where the ropes had left angry marks. “I needed your reactions to be genuine. They would have known if you were acting.”
I stared at him, my mind racing to catch up. “You knew? This whole time?” He cupped my face, his thumbs stroking my cheeks. “I promised you
revenge, didn’t I? I’ve been tracking them since before we met. The company Dominic cor to hire theca man? A suheidiary of Constantina International ”
11:59 Sun, 2 Mare these men? A subsidiary of Constantine mentaliai.
DUIIIIIe used
94%
My head spun with the revelation. All this time, while I’d been terrified, he’d been ten steps ahead. I should have been angry at being kept in the dark, but looking into his eyes, I understood. The plan had worked precisely because I
hadn’t known.
I grabbed his shirt and pulled him down, pressing my lips against his. When we broke apart, I whispered, “It’s okay. You kept me safe.”
His expression darkened slightly. “But not from everything. The baby…” He shook his head, jaw clenching. “That wasn’t part of the plan. I had no idea about the pregnancy or what they did to you today. If I had known-”
I pressed my finger to his lips, stopping him. The pain of that loss still burned, but knowing he hadn’t known about it, hadn’t planned for it, somehow made it easier to bear. It was the one thing that had truly blindsided us both.
“I know,” I said softly. “I know you would have stopped it if you could have.”
I barely had time to process what was happening when a loud pop echoed through the warehouse. Thick smoke billowed across the floor, rapidly filling. the space. Lorenzo’s arms wrapped around me, pulling me against his chest as he shielded me with his body.
“Stay alert!” His voice cut through the chaos. “Weapons ready!”
I pressed my face into his shirt, trying not to breathe in the acrid smoke. The sound of footsteps and shouting bounced off the walls, making it impossible to tell where anyone was. My eyes stung, tears streaming down my face from the smoke.
Lorenzo’s grip tightened. “Don’t move,” he whispered against my hair.
The smoke seemed to last forever, but gradually began to thin. As visibility returned, I lifted my head from Lorenzo’s chest. His men stood with weapons drawn, scanning the area.
“Sir, she’s gone,” one of them reported.
Where Camilla had been cowering moments ago, there was nothing but empty space. Someone had helped her escape during the chaos. My stomach clenched at the thought of her getting away after everything she’d done.
Lorenzo’s jaw tightened, but he shook his head. “Let her go. We’ll deal with. her another time.”
My attention shifted to the pained groaning coming from nearby. Dominic
sat slumped against the wall, his expensive suit pants soaked with blood
Chapter 24
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Chapter 24
I watched as Camilla sauntered over to one of the hired guns standing in the shadows. Her manicured fingers wrapped around his pistol, yanking it from his grip before he could react. She turned, the weapon gleaming under the harsh lights as she pointed it at Lorenzo.
“Finally.” Her lips curled into a predatory smile. “I’ve waited so long for this moment. Planned every detail.”
Lorenzo’s expression remained impassive as he stared down the barrel. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. I’ve never done anything to you.”
Her laugh echoed through the concrete space, sharp and brittle. She pulled back the hammer with an ominous click. “Oh, of course you don’t.”
Her eyes flickered to me, something dark and unhinged dancing in their depths. “But we’ll get to that story after I deal with this first.”
My heart slammed against my ribs as she stalked toward me, her heels clicking a death march across the floor. The cold metal of the gun pressed against my temple, and I could smell her expensive perfume mixed with sweat and rage.
“Any last words, Val?” The barrel dug into my skin.
I held my breath as Camilla pressed the gun harder against my temple, her perfectly manicured nails digging into my scalp.
“Poor girl,” she purred, her eyes darting to Lorenzo. “Got dragged into this because of him.”
The shift in her attention made my skin crawl. There was something personal in the way she looked at Lorenzo, a history I couldn’t decipher. Her gaze swung to Dominic, who stood frozen, his face a mask of disbelief.
“Watch your ex–fiancée die.”
The words had barely left her lips when Dominic lunged forward with a roar. The gun cracked, the sound deafening in the enclosed space. Dominic’s body crumpled as he clutched his leg, blood seeping between his fingers. Hist scream of pain echoed off the walls.
“Dickhead.” Camilla’s voice dripped with contempt. She kept the gun steady against my head while glaring down at him. “You should be glad you got to fuck me.”
The casual way she spoke about everything made bile rise in my throat.
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The gun returned to its original position, pressed firmly against my temple. could feel the metal, still warm from the shot that hit Dominic, who continued to writhe on the floor.
Camilla’s attention zeroed back in on me, her breath hot against my ear.
“Say hi to your parents and your baby,” Camilla whispered in my ear, her finger tightening on the trigger.
I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for the impact. One second passed. Two. Three. The shot never came.
My eyes flew open at the sound of Camilla’s gasp. Lorenzo’s hand gripped her wrist, twisting it upward. He’d somehow freed himself from the chair and moved across the room without making a sound.
“Let go of me!” Camilla thrashed against his hold. Her eyes darted to the hitmen. “Kill him! What are you waiting for?”
The men remained motionless, their faces blank as they stood behind Lorenzo. A cold smile spread across his face as he wrenched the gun from her
grasp.
“They work for me.” His boot connected with her stomach, sending her sprawling across the concrete floor. “They always have.”
Camilla scrambled backward, her designer dress collecting dirt and grime. “That’s impossible. Dominic hired them-”
“Through a shell company owned by Constantine International.” Lorenzo’s voice carried a dangerous edge. “Did you really think I wouldn’t have eyes on you both after what you did?“*
The hitmen moved forward in perfect synchronization, their weapons. trained on Camilla as she cowered on the ground. Her carefully crafted facade crumbled, revealing the terrified woman beneath all that expensive makeup and calculated cruelty.
Lorenzo rushed to my side, his hands making quick work of the ropes binding me to the chair. His touch was gentle despite the urgency of his
movements.
“Mi amor, I’m so sorry I couldn’t tell you.” His fingers brushed against my wrists where the ropes had left angry marks. “I needed your reactions to be genuine. They would have known if you were acting.”
I stared at him, my mind racing to catch up. “You knew? This whole time?” He cupped my face. his thumbs stroking my cheeks. “I promised vou
Chapter 24
I watched as Camilla sauntered over to one of the hired guns standing in the shadows. Her manicured fingers wrapped around his pistol, yanking it from his grip before he could react. She turned, the weapon gleaming under the harsh lights as she pointed it at Lorenzo.
“Finally.” Her lips curled into a predatory smile. “I’ve waited so long for this moment. Planned every detail.”
Lorenzo’s expression remained impassive as he stared down the barrel. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. I’ve never done anything to you.”
Her laugh echoed through the concrete space, sharp and brittle. She pulled back the hammer with an ominous click. “Oh, of course you don’t.”
Her eyes flickered to me, something dark and unhinged dancing in their depths. “But we’ll get to that story after I deal with this first.”
My heart slammed against my ribs as she stalked toward me, her heels. clicking a death march across the floor. The cold metal of the gun pressed against my temple, and I could smell her expensive perfume mixed with sweat and rage.
“Any last words, Val?” The barrel dug into my skin.
I held my breath as Camilla pressed the gun harder against my temple, her perfectly manicured nails digging into my scalp.
“Poor girl,” she purred, her eyes darting to Lorenzo. “Got dragged into this because of him.”
The shift in her attention made my skin crawl. There was something. personal in the way she looked at Lorenzo, a history I couldn’t decipher. Her gaze swung to Dominic, who stood frozen, his face a mask of disbelief.
“Watch your ex–fiancée die.”
The words had barely left her lips when Dominic lunged forward with a roar. The gun cracked, the sound deafening in the enclosed space. Dominic’s body crumpled as he clutched his leg, blood seeping between his fingers. His scream of pain echoed off the walls.
“Dickhead.” Camilla’s voice dripped with contempt. She kept the gun. steady against my head while glaring down at him. “You should be glad you got to fuck me.”
The casual way she spoke about everything made bile rise in my throat.
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to writhe on the floor.
Camilla’s attention zeroed back in on me, her breath hot against my ear. “Say hi to your parents and your baby,” Camilla whispered in my ear, her finger tightening on the trigger.
I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for the impact. One second passed. Two. Three. The shot never came.
My eyes flew open at the sound of Camilla’s gasp. Lorenzo’s hand gripped her wrist, twisting it upward. He’d somehow freed himself from the chair and moved across the room without making a sound.
“Let go of me!” Camilla thrashed against his hold. Her eyes darted to the hitmen. “Kill him! What are you waiting for?”
The men remained motionless, their faces blank as they stood behind Lorenzo. A cold smile spread across his face as he wrenched the gun from her grasp.
“They work for me.” His boot connected with her stomach, sending her sprawling across the concrete floor. “They always have.”
Camilla scrambled backward, her designer dress collecting dirt and grime. “That’s impossible. Dominic hired them-”
“Through a shell company owned by Constantine International.” Lorenzo’s voice carried a dangerous edge. “Did you really think I wouldn’t have eyes on you both after what you did?”
The hitmen moved forward in perfect synchronization, their weapons trained on Camilla as she cowered on the ground. Her carefully crafted facade. crumbled, revealing the terrified woman beneath all that expensive makeup and calculated cruelty.
Lorenzo rushed to my side, his hands making quick work of the ropes binding me to the chair. His touch was gentle despite the urgency of his
movements.
“Mi amor, I’m so sorry I couldn’t tell you.” His fingers brushed against my wrists where the ropes had left angry marks. “I needed your reactions to be genuine. They would have known if you were acting.”
I stared at him, my mind racing to catch up. “You knew? This whole time?” He cupped my face, his thumbs stroking my cheeks. “I promised you
revenge, didn’t I? I’ve been tracking them since before we met. The company Dominic cor to hire theca man? A suheidiary of Constantina International ”
11:59 Sun, 2 Mare these men? A subsidiary of Constantine mentaliai.
DUIIIIIe used
94%
My head spun with the revelation. All this time, while I’d been terrified, he’d been ten steps ahead. I should have been angry at being kept in the dark, but looking into his eyes, I understood. The plan had worked precisely because I
hadn’t known.
I grabbed his shirt and pulled him down, pressing my lips against his. When we broke apart, I whispered, “It’s okay. You kept me safe.”
His expression darkened slightly. “But not from everything. The baby…” He shook his head, jaw clenching. “That wasn’t part of the plan. I had no idea about the pregnancy or what they did to you today. If I had known-”
I pressed my finger to his lips, stopping him. The pain of that loss still burned, but knowing he hadn’t known about it, hadn’t planned for it, somehow made it easier to bear. It was the one thing that had truly blindsided us both.
“I know,” I said softly. “I know you would have stopped it if you could have.”
I barely had time to process what was happening when a loud pop echoed through the warehouse. Thick smoke billowed across the floor, rapidly filling. the space. Lorenzo’s arms wrapped around me, pulling me against his chest as he shielded me with his body.
“Stay alert!” His voice cut through the chaos. “Weapons ready!”
I pressed my face into his shirt, trying not to breathe in the acrid smoke. The sound of footsteps and shouting bounced off the walls, making it impossible to tell where anyone was. My eyes stung, tears streaming down my face from the smoke.
Lorenzo’s grip tightened. “Don’t move,” he whispered against my hair.
The smoke seemed to last forever, but gradually began to thin. As visibility returned, I lifted my head from Lorenzo’s chest. His men stood with weapons drawn, scanning the area.
“Sir, she’s gone,” one of them reported.
Where Camilla had been cowering moments ago, there was nothing but empty space. Someone had helped her escape during the chaos. My stomach clenched at the thought of her getting away after everything she’d done.
Lorenzo’s jaw tightened, but he shook his head. “Let her go. We’ll deal with. her another time.”
My attention shifted to the pained groaning coming from nearby. Dominic
sat slumped against the wall, his expensive suit pants soaked with blood
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