Chapter 710 His eyes were fixed on the holographic screen floating before him. It showed a satellite feed of the Citadel plaza, timestamped forty minutes ago — Dallas Koch’s private army surrounding the building, the black Ducati tearing through police barricades, Eliza’s body rolling across the wet pavement, her red

Chapter 709 Eliza stood in the freezing night air, her red velvet dress plastered to her skin, the Ducati’s headlight still cutting a harsh beam across the wet marble. Dallas’s arms were still wrapped around her, his heartbeat hammering against her spine — a frantic, animal rhythm that hadn’t slowed

Chapter 708 He stood in the pouring rain, staring at the glass building. General Thorne’s voice barked threats of immediate airstrikes through the secondary comms channel, but Dallas ignored the static. Shields ran up beside him, desperately grabbing his arm and pleading for a tactical delay to confirm the thermal

Chapter 707 Eliza’s breath caught in her throat. Dallas stood in the pouring rain, surrounded by hundreds of heavily armed mercenaries, his right hand raised high in the air. The RPG squads had their weapons leveled at the glass building. “Look at him,” Gideon mocked, stepping closer to the screen.

Chapter 706 She ran from the bedroom, slipping into the hidden servant’s corridor behind the bookshelf — a passage only the matriarch knew existed. She navigated the dark, narrow stairs, bypassed the main security patrols, and burst into the underground garage. She threw herself into a low-profile black Audi RS6,

Chapter 705 Heavy footsteps echoed in the hallway outside the door. Gideon was coming back. Eliza shoved the earring quickly back into her earlobe. She scrambled away from the door and pressed her back against the wall, her eyes locked on the brass handle as it began to turn. In

Chapter 704 “Because I am going to break him,” he said, his tone dripping with malice. “I spoofed the thermal logs at your safehouse. Dallas firmly believes you are locked inside the Citadel.” He turned his head, looking at her over his shoulder. “Right now, your rabid dog of a

Chapter 703 He raised his hand, signaling the RPG squads. Four men stepped forward, hoisting rocket launchers onto their shoulders, aiming directly at the Citadel’s load-bearing pillars. Inside the building’s control room, the Sterling commander was sweating through his uniform. He screamed into his radio trying to reach Gideon, but

Chapter 702 Dallas’s PTSD — buried under years of therapy and iron control — violently detonated. His mind flashed with the image of Eliza’s pale face, her limp body being dragged away by the monster who had once tortured him in the dark. The last shred of his restraint burned

Chapter 701 The oxygen supply to her brain was brutally cut off. Her face flushed dark red. She clawed at his forearm with both hands, her nails digging into his tactical sleeve, her legs kicking wildly as she fought for air. Just as black spots swarmed the edges of her