Chapter 38 – Vera's War Begins

• “You failed me.”
• Vera’s voice cut like frost through the dim, windowless war room. Her heel tapped an erratic rhythm against the cold marble floor as the surveillance footage looped for the third time on the monitor in front of her.
• The screen showed it all: Luciano storming into the Cruz warehouse like a demon unleashed. The gunfire. The screams. The carnage. And then—him falling to his knees beside a battered but breathing Alina, his hands trembling as he unchained her, his mouth brushing her forehead, their lips locking in a kiss that wasn’t just relief—it was something deeper. Possession. Obsession.