TWO COLD STEELS
reaks and shadows, reflecting the harsh, merciless world he had created for himself. Alexander Steele sat still in the backseat, his
ud of yo
had come to understand that silence was a sign of strength, what was that? To a man forged in the merciless furnace of abandonment and treachery? No, Alexander Steele avoided
complete perfection but never on love. He left behind wealth, influence, and an uncompro
silence felt more oppressive
as brewing acro
tarmac of the military base. Her thoughts were elsewhere, transported back to a long-forgotten memory, even a
e years ago.
pushed into her hand
om's
o be strong
of her cold accuracy, discipline, and control. The woman who never felt or flinched. Never
t night, she sensed it-the pain. The defeat. The crushi
f those even
ted for years. The man who had left long before she had mastered the art of deadly gra
n of weakness. And sh
. Two steel
worlds, they are united by
e was already slipping bet
ollided, and neither could p
fficult to bend once
ing either of them was rea