Drago sighs. “I’ll do what I can on this end. I’ll keep Tatiana out of this. She doesn’t need to know.”
Enzo steps in. “Good. Keep it that way.”
“No debts. Let me speak to Mikhail.”
“Thank you,” Charlotte whispers.
“I’ll see you soon, Voitelnitsa. Remember your training.”
Plan’s in motion. But she doesn’t realize—it’s my turn now.
I’m not letting her fight this alone. The others file out, and Charlotte spins in my arms.
“Didn’t realize you had such a death wish, heartbreaker. Should’ve said so sooner.”
Her eyes flicker with pain. I hate myself for saying that.
“I’ve trained for this. I know how to kill. You don’t get to make me weak just because you love me. I will save our daughter. With or without you.”
She tips her chin up, daring me to fight her on it.
“Oh, really?” I grab her cheeks.
“You want another punch to the dick?” she teases.
“No, but you can get down on your knees and suck it,” I murmur, voice dropping an octave as I unbuckle my belt.
She drops. Instantly.
And fuck me, she’s never been more perfect. A killer. A queen. And still all mine.
“You were made for me,” I growl. “And I’ll punish you for your recklessness later.”
She doesn’t flinch. Shethrivesunder it.
And that? That’s why we’ll win. There is no other outcome to this.
We haven’t gone through hell, not to get a taste of heaven.
I step past her, heading for the door.
“What—where are you going?” She stands, breathless.
I smirk. “We’re going home.”
It’s time she realizes… she’s not fighting this war alone anymore.
Chapter 80
CHARLOTTE
Song- Play with Fire, Sam Tinnesz, Yacht Money
“Declan?” I call out, knocking on the last door.
I’ve not ventured this far through his mansion. It has two damn wings. As soon as we got home, he headed to his office, and I’ve not heard from him since.
I understand why he’s annoyed. Once he meets Isabella, he’ll realize why I’d give my life for hers. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I try not to think too much. Vlad won’t go down easy, and he trusts no one. Let alone me. He’s many things, but stupid isn’t one of them.