Chapter 15 A Game of Power

The ride back to the penthouse was cloaked in silence, but tension crackled between Elena and Alexander like a brewing storm. She kept glancing at him, watching the way his jaw was clenched and his fingers gripped the steering wheel a little too tightly.

Tonight had been a turning point. The confrontation with Romano at the Black Lotus Club wasn't just a mere threat—it was a declaration of war. Alexander had known it was coming, and instead of backing down, he had welcomed it.

She folded her arms and exhaled slowly. "You knew he'd make a move."

Alexander's eyes remained fixed on the road ahead, his expression unreadable. "Romano isn't the kind of man to wait for things to fall into place. He makes them happen. And now that Morello is out of the picture, he's ensuring I know exactly where we stand."

Elena let his words settle before speaking again. "And do you?"

This time, he turned his head slightly, a dark smirk playing on his lips. "Oh, I understand him perfectly. But what he doesn't realize is that I'm ten steps ahead."

A chill ran down her spine. She had always known Alexander wasn't just any billionaire—his power extended beyond boardrooms and business deals. But seeing him in this light, a man who could sit across from a ruthless crime lord and smile at a threat, sent a shiver of uncertainty through her.

"Is it worth it?" she asked suddenly, her voice quieter. "This fight?"

His fingers flexed around the wheel before he spoke. "This was never just a fight, Elena. It's survival."

She frowned, looking down at her hands. "And what happens to us in all of this?"

For the first time since they left the club, Alexander's expression softened. He reached out, taking her hand in his and giving it a firm squeeze. "I won't let anything happen to you."

His words were a promise, but deep down, Elena wasn't sure if even he could keep it.

Back at the Penthouse

Vincent was already waiting when they stepped inside. The moment the door closed, he rounded on Alexander, his face a mask of barely contained anger.

"What the hell were you thinking taking Elena with you?" Vincent snapped. "That could have gone south real fast."

Elena raised a brow. "