The Kingmaker’s words hung in the air like a death sentence.
"If you won’t come willingly, then I’ll take away the thing you can’t bear to lose."
His dark eyes flickered to Lucas Reyes.
And just like that—
Isla knew.
This wasn’t just about power.
This wasn’t about Calloway Tech or family legacies anymore.
The Kingmaker wanted to break her.
And the fastest way to do that?
Was to take Lucas away from her.
Lucas didn’t move.
Didn’t flinch.
But Isla could feel the rage simmering beneath his skin, the tension in the way his fingers flexed, itching to reach for his gun.
The Kingmaker noticed.
And he smiled.
"Ah," he mused. "So predictable."
Lucas tilted his head, his green eyes burning with quiet fury. "Try it, old man. See how that works out for you."
The Kingmaker chuckled. "S
