Chapter 8 - NO MORE HIDING
The near-death experience shattered the remaining walls between them. That night, amidst the wreckage of the penthouse, the tension that had been simmering for weeks finally boiled over.
Lorenzo pressed her against the unbroken glass window overlooking the city. "I should send you away. Put you on a jet to Europe with enough money to disappear forever."
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"I'm not running," Evelyn breathed, her hands tangling in his dark hair. "I belong here. With you."
He kissed her, rough and desperate, entirely consuming. It was a promise forged in gunpowder and survival. He swept her off her feet, carrying her to the only intact bedroom. They didn't sleep. They claimed each other, entirely and irrevocably, solidifying an alliance far stronger than the one the Vanes had tried to force.
