Episode Two: Poison and Passion
Brielle didn’t trust Dario. His touch was too gentle for a killer. His eyes too guarded. But she couldn’t ignore the way he set her skin on fire.
Late one night, a gun deal went sideways. Brielle and Dario ended up on the run—hiding in a safe house with nothing but tension and liquor between them. She accused. He deflected. Then silence.
And then—heat.
They kissed like war.
Made love like enemies who couldn’t stop bleeding for each other.
Then he slightly touched her and she felt hormones around her body ,she couldn't resist neither could he
They were like love birds
He found the files hidden in her father’s vault. Evidence of shipments. Murders. Deals with foreign arms traders. Enough to bring the Navarro family crashing down.
But if he exposed them, he’d destroy Brielle too.
She wasn’t guilty. Not yet.
Dario stood in the rain outside the Navarro estate, staring at the ring on his finger. His phone buzzed.
A message from his handler: “Deliver by Friday. Or we burn you both.”
Inside, Brielle watched him through the glass. She knew something was wrong. His eyes had changed.
And she wasn’t sure if the man she was falling for was real—or just another lie wrapped in a tailored suit.
The Navarro family was under attack.
A sniper took out a bodyguard outside the compound. Another was poisoned. The alliance was crumbling, and Dario was caught between two worlds—his mission and the woman he couldn't stop wanting.
When Brielle is nearly killed in a car explosion meant for her father, Dario’s mask slips.
He kills for her.
Not because it’s the job.
Because it’s personal now.
They run.
From the Navarro cartel. From the government. From the future they were never meant to have.
In a cabin deep in the countryside, Brielle lays her head on his chest and whispers, “Tell me one truth.”
He closes his eyes.
“I love you.”
And for once, it isn’t a lie.
To be continued...
But love, like war, had collateral damage.