The Kingpin's Captive

he door behind him, his movements measured and deliberate. Sienna tried to keep her composure, but the tension in his frame was

ehow worse. His silence was sharp, like a

uble," he finally said, his voice a low

defiance. "I didn't exactly have a lot of options

ent quickly disappeared. He stepped closer, his dark ey

red, more to himself than to her. "But boldn

idated. "Or maybe it's the only way to survi

ke me," he repeated softly, as though testing the weight of her

way. Who thrives on control, on power. But power like yours comes at a cost,

gone too far. But instead of snapping at her, he simp

y calm. "But you don't. You don't know what I've done. What

lnerability in his voice. It was fleeting, buried be

tly. "If you think I don't un

lence stretched between them, heavy and charged. Finall

't survive

llenged, meeting

n his phone buzzed, breaking the tension. He pulled it from

," he muttered, more

name. Nadia. Whoever she was, s

asked, her curiosity

rs, sharp and unyielding. "

're so on edge," she pressed.

bold for someone in your position. You should

why's

ers. "Because the more you dig, the more you risk

used to back down. "If you're try

el. "Fear makes people predictable.

his pocket. "Stay here. Don't touch anything

d walked out, leaving S

Viktor Ivanov was a man unlike any she'd ever encountered-dangerous

t of this, she needed to know more. About him. About Nad

till there, hidden beneath the papers. And now, she was