Chapter 6
I stared at his outstretched hand, weighing the agonizing choices before me.
Run into the night with two young children while Vale syndicate rivals hunted us down?
Or step into the gilded cage of the man who had shattered my heart five years ago?
Leo looked up at me, shivering in the chilly October rain.
“Mommy, I’m cold,” Leo whined softly, clutching his stuffed bear tight.
I looked at Marcus, seeing the raw, desperate plea in his dark eyes.
“Forty-eight hours, Marcus,” I stated coldly, refusing to take his hand.
“And your men don't touch my children, and you don't speak to them without my permission.”
“Agreed,” Marcus breathed out, a massive wave of relief washing over his tense shoulders.
He personally stepped forward to open the heavy bulletproof door of his primary black SUV.
I buckled Noah and Leo into the plush leather back seats, climbing in between them to keep them safe.
Marcus slid into the front passenger seat, turning around to watch us with an unreadable expression.
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As the convoy rolled out of the parking lot, heading toward the highway, my quiet life vanished into the mist.
I was heading straight back into the lion's den with the two precious souls I had promised to protect.
