Ryder’s POV
Chaos.
That’s the only word to describe it.
Ang huling nakita ko bago magdilim ang lahat ay si Samantha, nakaluhod, duguan, habang pinipigilan ang tiyan niya.
“Sam!” My roar tore through the night, mas malakas pa sa putok ng baril.
Hindi na ako CEO. Hindi na ako undercover. Hindi na ako kahit ano. I was just a man watching the woman he loved crumble.
Galit ang umigpaw sa dibdib ko, uncontainable. My finger tightened on the trigger, and every syndicate bastard in my path fell. Walang awa. Walang pag-aalinlangan. Every bullet was personal.
“Cover him! Ryder, go!” sigaw ng isa sa mga kasama naming pulis. Pero wala akong pakialam. The only cover I needed was the body I was shielding hers.
Dumapa ako sa tabi niya, hawak ang pisngi niya. “Sam, hey! Look at me. Stay with me,
