Joxi_Jash

When fiery, ambitious Isabella Carter clashes with arrogant yet brilliant Alexander Blackwood, sparks fly—but not in a good way. As rivals in the corporate world, they stop at nothing to sabotage each other. But when fate forces them into an unexpected partnership, the line between hate and love begins to blur.
Will their hatred burn into something deeper, or will their pride keep them apart forever?

From Nemises To Lovers

The warehouse was eerily silent now, the echoes of gunfire fading into the early morning haze. Carver had been taken away, his empire crumbling just like Langston's before him.

But Isabella knew better than to celebrate. One war always led to another.

She stood near the open bay doors, watching as Damian and Claire finished securing the scene. It felt… different.

Not like before, when every victory had been fueled by revenge.

This time, it was about control about stopping something before it became worse.

Alexander approached, his shirt streaked with dust and blood not his, thankfully.

"You're quiet," he noted, watching her carefully.

She sighed, rolling her shoulders. "Just thinking."

She turned to him, expression unreadable. "What comes next."

Langston had fallen. Carver had been stopped. But the city still hung in the balance, waiting to see who would rise from the ashes.

Damian joined them, hands in his pockets. "We did good tonight," he said. "But this isn't over."

"I know." Isabella exhaled. "Someone's going to fill the void."

Claire walked up, arms crossed. "Then we make sure it's the right someone."

Ethan, ever the wildcard, smirked. "Or, we just don't let anyone take the throne at all."

Damian chuckled. "That's ambitious."

Because for the first time, she wasn't just reacting. She was planning.

And she wasn't about to let another monster take power.

She turned to Alexander. "What if we do something different?"

She glanced at the others, her mind racing. They'd spent years tearing apart corrupt men. Maybe it was time to build something instead.

Not a kingdom. Not an empire. Something better.

"I think it's time we stopped fighting for the past," she said. "And started fighting for the future."

Damian smirked. Claire nodded. Ethan grinned.

He just looked at her like he'd known all along she would say that.

Isabella took one last look at the wreckage of the warehouse before turning away.

Chapter 89: The Aftermath