Elena couldn’t sleep.
Not inside this house.
Not after everything she had seen tonight.
The massive bedroom felt more like a luxury prison than a guest room. Black walls. Dim lights. Rain tapping softly against the giant windows overlooking New York.
And guards.
There were guards everywhere.
“This man is insane,” she muttered while pacing around the room.
Vincent Moretti was dangerous enough already.
But the worst part?
He acted like keeping her here was completely normal.
Elena grabbed the bedroom door handle angrily and pulled it open.
A guard immediately stood straight.
“Miss Elena.”
She blinked.
“You people seriously stand outside doors all night?”
The guard looked terrified to answer.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
“I want to leave.”
Silence.
“Please move.”
The guard looked like he wanted the earth to swallow him whole.
“Boss said you can’t leave.”
Elena laughed in disbelief.
“Your boss is emotionally unstable.”
A deep voice suddenly echoed behind her.
“And yet you keep talking about me.”
Her heart jumped violently.
Vincent stood at the end of the hallway wearing black dress pants and a dark shirt with rolled sleeves.
No tie.
Messy hair.
Cold silver eyes.
The man looked dangerously attractive at 3 AM.
Which honestly felt unfair.
Elena crossed her arms immediately.
“Do you lock every girl inside your mansion?”
Vincent walked toward her slowly.
“Only the ones who witness murders.”
Fair point.
Still annoying.
He stopped inches away from her.
Too close.
Elena hated how her heartbeat reacted instantly.
“You can’t keep me here forever.”
Vincent stared at her calmly.
“Watch me.”
Excuse him?!
Before Elena could argue again—
A loud scream echoed downstairs.
Both of them froze.
Then suddenly—
Gunshots.
The entire mansion exploded into chaos.
Guards rushed through the hallways while alarms started ringing.
Elena’s face turned pale.
“What the hell was that?!”
Vincent’s entire expression changed instantly.
Cold.
Deadly.
Dangerous.
One of the guards ran upstairs breathing heavily.
“Boss—they broke through the east gate.”
Vincent cursed under his breath.
Then another sentence destroyed the air completely.
“They’re here for the girl.”
Elena felt her blood run cold.
For her?
How?
Vincent grabbed her wrist immediately.
“Stay behind me.”
His voice was no longer calm.
It was lethal.
More gunshots echoed downstairs.
Elena’s breathing became uneven while Vincent pulled a gun from behind his back.
And somehow…
The sight of him holding a weapon looked terrifyingly natural.
The mansion lights suddenly shut off.
Darkness swallowed everything.
Elena gasped softly.
Then—
A gunshot exploded right beside her.
She screamed.
Vincent instantly pulled her against his chest.
One arm wrapped tightly around her waist while the other aimed the gun into the darkness.
Another shot.
Another scream downstairs.
Chaos.
Pure chaos.
Elena’s hands grabbed Vincent’s shirt automatically.
And for one dangerous second—
Vincent looked down at her.
Not cold.
Not emotionless.
Possessive.
Obsessive.
Like seeing her scared awakened something violent inside him.
Then footsteps approached quickly from the darkness.
A masked man appeared at the end of the hallway.
Gun raised directly toward Elena.
Everything happened too fast.
Vincent fired first.
The man dropped instantly.
Blood spread across the floor.
Elena’s body shook violently.
She had never seen someone die before.
Vincent noticed immediately.
His grip around her tightened slightly.
“Don’t look.”
But it was too late.
Elena looked horrified.
Vincent stared at her face for a few seconds.
Then suddenly cupped her jaw gently.
Too gently for a man like him.
“Listen to me carefully.”
His voice dropped lower.
Dangerously soft.
“From this moment on…”
His thumb brushed against her cheek slowly.
“Anyone who touches you…”
Silver eyes darkened completely.
“Dies.”
Elena stopped breathing.
Not because of fear.
But because deep down—
A terrifying part of her believed him.
And somewhere downstairs…
Another body hit the floor.
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