(Alessandro’s POV)
The moments after Isabella gave the order were the quietest of the entire war. In the study, our war room, the only sound was the soft hum of the servers. Anya, our tech expert, had already sent the data packet. The first shot of our new, smarter war had been fired. Now, all we could do was wait for the poison to work.
I looked at Isabella. She was standing by the large screen, her arms crossed, her expression calm and focused. She had just set a fire that could burn down two of the most powerful criminal organizations on the East Coast, and she looked like a queen watching over her kingdom. A fierce, powerful pride swelled in my chest. This woman, who had come into my life as a pawn in my enemy’s game, was now the strategist who was leading us to victory. She was my e
