RAFAEL
I stared at the text on my phone, the words burning into my retinas like acid.
Isabella is in trouble. The Eclipse Lounge. Viktor Kane has her. Please come.
My blood turned to ice, then instantly to fire. Viktor. That motherfucker had my woman. Again. The Eclipse Lounge was one of his known fronts... a glittering trap for the unwary, with a basement full of horrors I’d only heard whispers about. The raid Marco had warned me about was probably already in motion, but I wasn’t waiting for badges to sort this out.
I was already moving, grabbing my gun from the desk drawer and shoving it into my holster.
“Marco!” I barked into the phone as I stormed out of the study. “Eclipse Lounge. Viktor has Isabella. Bring every available Viper. Now. We’re going in hot.”
The ride to the club
