
Blood soaked Elara's dress as she played the intercepted dispatch recording. Dante's voice was unmistakable, ordering the complete lockdown of the Sector B evacuation route and pulling all armed support to protect his mistress Bianca's smuggling ships. Her husband was leaving her to die in a heavy-fire ambush to please their enemy's daughter. Clutching her shattered left shoulder, a permanent injury she just paid as a price, Elara stared at the encrypted screen. She was about to activate the Ghost Program. This irreversible choice would systematically dismantle the massive mafia empire she had spent five agonizing years building. To survive the thirty-day countdown, she must go home and smile as his perfectly obedient wife. If Dante noticed a single delayed transaction before the clock reached zero, she would not live to see him burn.

Blood soaked my dress as I replayed the intercepted dispatch recording. Dante's voice was unmistakable, ordering the complete lockdown of the Sector B evacuation route, pulling all armed support to protect his mistress Bianca’s smuggling ships. My husband was leaving me to die in a heavy-fire ambush to please our enemy's daughter. Clutching my shattered left shoulder, a permanent price I had just paid, I stared at the encrypted screen. I was about to activate the Ghost Protocol. This irreversible choice would systematically dismantle the massive mafia empire I had spent five agonizing years building. To survive the thirty-day countdown, I had to go home and smile as his perfectly obedient wife. If Dante noticed a single delayed transaction before the clock hit zero, I would not live to s
