Chapter 149 

Dominic’s POV 

The second Luca confirmed the location, I didn’t hesitate. 

“This is it,” he said, his voice steady, the tablet screen glowing in the dark SUV. “We have confirmation Aria’s there. Mikael’s men have been rotating shifts every four hours. They’ve tightened perimeter security. That means they’re hiding something.” 

That something was her. 

I could feel it. In my chest. In my fists. In the way my jaw hadn’t unclenched since I saw that damn satellite photo. 

“Gear up,” I ordered, sliding a fresh clip into my Glock. “We go in hard.” 

Julian nodded, already strapping on his vest. He looked calm, collected, but I knew him–he was waiting for blood. 

The convoy rolled out without fanfare. No music. No radio. Just silence and adrenaline.. 

The compound loomed ahead like something out of a nightmare–an old steel–framed facility wrapped in concrete, towers posted at the corners like fangs. The lights were low. Hidden cameras barely noticeable unless you knew where to look. 

We parked in the trees. Moved like ghosts through the dark. 

Five teams. Four breach points. 

I took the front. 

Because if anyone was going to look Mikael in the eye before putting a bullet in his skull, it was going to be me. 

My hand signaled the countdown. 

Three. 

Two. 

One. 

Boom. 

The first explosion lit up the north wall–just a decoy. While his men scrambled toward the sound, we moved in from the east. 

Gunfire erupted almost instantly. My men didn’t hesitate–target, drop, move. 

The guards were trained, but they weren’t prepared for me. 

Successfully unlocked! 

I ducked behind a rusted container, popping off two shots. The first man went down with a bullet through the skull. The second screamed as I shot him in the knee, then 

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the chest. 

“Clear!” someone shouted. 

Julian swept left with Cairo, cutting down a wave of oncoming fire. I heard one of our men take a hit, but no one stopped. 

This wasn’t a mission. 

This was war. 

For her. 

“Go around!” I barked. “Take the west door!” 

Julian nodded and split off, his team covering the path with suppressing fire. 

The corridor up ahead twisted. I moved fast, barely registering the blood splatters, the twitching bodies behind me. I kicked down a door and entered the main hallway. 

Mikael’s men were panicking now–scrambling, shouting into radios that were already jammed. 

One charged me. 

I grabbed him mid–run, slammed him against the wall and put my pistol beneath his 

chin. 

“Where is she?” 

He spit at me. 

So I pulled the trigger. 

The spray hit the wall like a warning sign. 

“Dom!” Cairo shouted through the comm. “They’re falling back south corridor. We’re pushing through.” 

“Keep moving,” I said. “Don’t stop until this place burns.” 

I shot down another man as he tried to retreat, my boots thudding over broken tile and glass. 

Then I saw it. 

The hallway with reinforced doors. Cameras. Steel–plated locks. 

She’s here. 

” 

‘Julian, status?” 

“Third floor is clear,” his voice crackled. “Cairo’s heading up.” 

“Good. Sweep for intel. I’ll find her.” 

I kicked the first door. Locked. 

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Second–nothing. 

Then I reached the last one. 

A click. 

Movement behind me. 

A man turned the corner, rifle raised. 

Too slow. 

I fired. 

The bullet went straight through his throat. Blood sprayed the wall behind him like a mural, and he dropped, twitching once before going still. 

I stepped over him. – 

Heart pounding. 

Knuckles white on the grip. 

This wasn’t over. 

But I could feel her. 

Close. 

Just hang on a little longer. 

I turned back to my men. “Go, go! I’ll find Aria.” 

Julian nodded without hesitation, Cairo close behind him. They turned left, sweeping into the hallway with precision, clearing room by room. I went right, my footsteps thunderous against the blood–slick floors, the echo of gunfire still rumbling behind me. 

I knew Mikael. He wouldn’t run. Cowards like him always thought they could win with words. With secrets. With manipulation. 

But I wasn’t here to negotiate. 

I was here to end this. 

I moved through the compound like a shadow, pausing only when the corridor opened into a wide steel–walled chamber. It looked like it had once been some kind of loading dock–now, it was empty. Almost. 

A single figure stood in the center, back turned to me. 

Mikael. 

Wearing that same damn coat. 

I raised my gun. “Turn around.” 

He didn’t flinch. Didn’t speak. Just slowly raised his hands and turned. 

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His face was marked with blood–some fresh, some drying. His lip was split. There was a cut over his brow. 

But he was smiling. 

“I was wondering when you’d show.” 

I stepped forward, the muzzle of my gun aimed straight at his chest. 

“Where is she?” I asked. 

“Not even a hello?” he said, cocking his head. “No dramatic monologue about how I ruined your life?” 

I stepped closer. “I’m not in the mood to talk.” 

“Good.” 

He moved faster than I expected, swiping a metal pipe from the floor and swinging it toward my side. I ducked, shifted my stance, and slammed the butt of my gun into his 

jaw. 

He stumbled but didn’t fall. 

“Still got that De Luca bite, huh?” he spat, wiping his mouth. 

“I’ve got more than bite.” 

I lunged. 

He met me halfway. 

Fist met fist. Elbow to rib. Pipe to forearm. We crashed into the steel wall behind him, metal groaning under the impact. I headbutted him and sent him sprawling back. 

He recovered too fast. Came at me with a wild swing. 

I dodged and slammed my shoulder into his stomach, sending him into the floor. He grunted, gasping for breath, but even then–he laughed. 

“You think this ends with you saving her?” he wheezed. 

I kicked the pipe away from his hand. 

“I don’t think,” I said, breathing hard. “I know it ends with you on the floor.” 

I grabbed his collar and lifted him halfway off the ground. 

“Where is she?” I growled. 

He coughed blood onto the floor between us, lips twitching. “I thought you were smarter than this.” 

I slammed him back down. 

“WHERE IS SHE?” 

He grunted from the impact, groaning. His voice cracked when he spoke next. “You’re 

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too late, Dominic.” 

My hand curled tighter around his throat. “What did you do?” 

He didn’t answer. 

So I punched him. Once. Then again. 

Blood splattered across the concrete. His breathing got ragged. 

“Tell me where she is,” I demanded, my voice low and lethal. “Now.” 

But Mikael just smiled through the blood leaking down his chin. 

And whispered, “I already had her body used. Sold..” 

My entire body went still. 

The words echoed. Bounced off the steel walls. 

“No,” I said, but it came out more like a breath. 

He coughed, blood pooling at the corner of his mouth. And then–he laughed. A sick, choking sound that scraped like gravel. 

“She’s probably already dead,” he rasped. “Nico got to her first. Used her. Broke her. Killed her.” 

He grinned through cracked teeth. “He said she cried, Dom. Begged. And you know what the best part is?” 

I didn’t move. My hands clenched into fists. 

Mikael’s laugh grew louder, wild, unhinged. “She thought you were coming. Even after all the screaming. Still believed you’d save her.” 

Something snapped. 

In me. 

In the room. 

I didn’t remember grabbing him by the throat, but suddenly he was choking under my grip, the laughter cut short as he gasped and clawed at my wrist. 

“You weak,” I snarled. “Pathetic. Lying weak fuck.” 

He wheezed, but I wasn’t done. 

“You don’t get to say her name,” I growled. “You don’t get to breathe after this.” 

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