The door to the apartment didn't just open; it disintegrated.
The three men moved with a terrifying, synchronized efficiency. They didn't look like common thugs; they looked like predators in tailored tactical gear, their eyes scanning the small living room with a cold, calculating intensity that made the air feel heavy.
"Sera!" Olivia shrieked, sprinting toward the hallway.
Seraphina emerged from her room, Zoe trailing close behind, only to freeze at the sight of the intruders. The apartment, once a sanctuary of shared dreams and burnt coffee, now felt like a cage.
"How can I help you?" Seraphina asked, her voice trembling despite her attempt at Rossi pride.
"You are to come with us," Rocco stated. His voice wasn't an invitation; it was a fact of nature.
"To where? Where are you tak
