Luna
" What the f**k! " I exclaimed as I stared at the screen in disbelief. My eyes narrowed on the news articles, my jaw twitching, and I heard Christian cursing beside me.
I had arrived at the office building of the compound early in the morning, intending to run searches for the spy who was stabbing Samuel right in the back, but I found out that I was crafted. It's been just a day after the shoot-out, and incredible news is surfing on the dark net about me.
" The heiress of the Italian mob accused of looting one point two billion dollars through hacking. "
" The wife of the Spanish mafia charged with cybercrime. "
I clicked on the article, my insides shaking with anger, my eyes glaring. " I am sure it's Maxim again, the fucker is trying to cause serious damage to your reputatio
