Tension hung heavy in the sterile air of the kitchen. Seraphina stared at her hands, the silence stretching until it felt like a physical weight on her chest.
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Chapter 13: The Purge
Chapter 13: The Purge
The shootout was violent and brief.
Ronan's men, hidden in the surrounding containers, boxed in the traitors. Seraphina moved alongside Ronan, not as a liability, but as a shadow. She covered his flank, firing with cold precision.
When the smoke cleared, Carlo was on his knees, begging for his life.
Ronan stood over him, eyes dead. "You betrayed me. But worse, you endangered her."
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Ronan didn't pull the trigger. He looked at Seraphina. He was offering her the choice—the final step into his world. She lowered her gun. "He's not worth the bullet. Let the syndicate deal with a rat."
Ronan smiled. It was the cruelest, most beautiful smile she had ever seen.
