Heer
The sound of a knock at the door startled me awake. It was early in the morning, the first light of dawn creeping through the curtains, casting a pale glow across the room. I rubbed my eyes, disoriented for a moment. Carlos wasn't beside me—he hadn't been in bed all night. My heart skipped a beat. The tension from the past few days had been gnawing at me, but this... this felt different.
I quickly got out of bed, my feet hitting the cold floor as I made my way to the door. I opened it cautiously, only to find a member of Carlos's security team standing there, his face serious, eyes hard.
"Ma'am, we need you to come with us," he said in a low voice, almost urgent.
"What's going on?" I asked, my heart racing.
"There's been a breach. We need to get you to safety immediately," he replied, his gaze darting over his shoulder as if expecting danger to appear at any moment.
My blood ran cold. The breach. I knew it had finally come. The enemies Carlos had been preparing for, the ones who had been quietly moving in the shadows, had made their move.
"Where's Carlos?" I demanded, my voice trembling.
"He's handling it," the guard said, but the way he said it made my stomach drop. I had to see him. I had to be with him.
Without waiting for another word, I grabbed my robe and rushed after the guard, my heart pounding in my chest. I could feel the cold sweat on my palms, the familiar sense of dread creeping in. This was no longer just about the mafia—it was about survival. And now, Carlos was in the thick of it.
Carlos
I could feel the tension in the air before it hit. My instincts had been screaming at me all night, warning me that something was coming. I couldn't shake the feeling that the breach was imminent. And then it happened.
The first explosion shook the building, the force of it rattling the windows and sending a wave of panic through my men. The sound of gunfire followed almost immediately. The enemy had finally made their move. They were hitting us hard.
I grabbed my phone, dialing the number of my trusted lieutenant. "Get Heer to safety. Now."
His voice came through, grim and steady. "Understood, boss. We're on it."
But I knew it wasn't enough. The breach was too much, too fast. I had to be there, to lead my men, to make sure the damage didn't spread further than it already had. But a part of me—the part that had started to let down its guard—wanted to run to Heer, to protect her, to make sure she was okay.
I shoved those thoughts down, forcing myself to focus. But the truth was, the battle had just begun, and it wasn't going to be easy. Not for any of us.
Heer
They rushed me through the back halls of the mansion, their steps quick, but even they couldn't outrun the fear building in my chest. The explosion had rocked the house, and now there was only chaos. The guards were shouting orders, and the sound of gunfire echoed from somewhere far down the hall.
"Where's Carlos?" I asked again, my heart pounding.
The guard looked at me briefly, his expression unreadable. "He's already gone ahead to handle it. You need to stay here until we get word that it's safe."
I couldn't stay here. Not without him. I wouldn't.
I pushed past the guard, my mind made up. I wasn't going to hide. Not now. Not when I knew he was out there fighting.
"Heer, wait!" the guard shouted, but I was already running toward the front doors, determined to get to Carlos.
The blast had thrown everything into disarray, but I couldn't stand by while he was out there, in the middle of it all. I needed to be with him. I needed to make sure he was alright.
I reached the front steps just as another explosion shook the ground beneath me. The lights flickered, and the sound of men shouting grew louder. I didn't care. I was too far gone. Carlos needed me.
Carlos
I was in the middle of it now. My men were scattered across the compound, fighting for their lives as I pushed forward, determined to take control of the chaos. This was my world now—violence, bloodshed, and a never-ending battle to survive. And for the first time in a long time, I wasn't sure if I could win this one.
The enemy had come prepared—armed to the teeth, well-coordinated, and ruthless. They weren't here just to take what was mine; they were here to destroy me. They were here to take everything I had built. And I knew, deep down, that if I didn't take them down now, they'd never stop.
But amidst the chaos, I couldn't stop thinking about Heer. I had promised her I'd protect her. I had promised her that no matter what happened, I wouldn't let her be hurt.
I saw movement from the corner of my eye and turned to find one of my guards dragging Heer toward the safe room.
"What the hell is she doing here?" I shouted, my voice hoarse as I ran toward them, pushing past the guard.
"I'm not leaving you," Heer said firmly, her voice shaking, but determined. "I'm not going anywhere."
The look in her eyes was unwavering, and in that moment, I realized there was no stopping her.
"Get back to the safe room," I ordered, my voice low and filled with urgency.
"No," she said, her face flushed with fear and determination. "I'm staying with you, Carlos. You need me."
I could see the strength in her eyes, and for a moment, I let myself believe that maybe—just maybe—we could survive this together. But reality quickly set in. The danger was all around us. And I couldn't afford to be distracted.
"I can't protect you here, Heer," I said through gritted teeth, my chest tight with emotion. "This is too dangerous. Please, for once, listen to me."
Her eyes softened, but she shook her head. "I won't leave you. Not now. Not ever."
Heer
His words broke me, but I refused to back down. I could see the fear in his eyes, even though he was trying to hide it. I knew the stakes were higher than ever, but I wasn't going to sit in the background while he fought for both of us.
"I'm here," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "I'm with you, Carlos."
Carlos
I looked into her eyes, and in that moment, everything else faded away. The danger, the bloodshed, the men that had come to destroy me—none of it mattered as long as Heer was by my side. But I knew the battle was far from over. It had only just begun.