Illyana's POV
The soft glow of the desk lamp cast long shadows across Alessandro’s study, illuminating the intricate web of connections I’d meticulously charted. Red circles, blue lines, yellow highlights – a map of the Goulet empire that spanned across cities, countries, and oceans. My brow furrowed, a strand of hair escaping my braid and falling across my cheek as I traced a finger along a particularly convoluted supply route. Mind whirring as I tried to figure out how it could be disrupted, how we could take his empire down one strike at a time.
I’d known about the Goulets my whole life. They were more than just Luke’s family; they were a legend, a dynasty. Dinner table stories, whispered rumours, hushed warnings from my parents – they’d painted a picture of a family whose power and i
