Chapter 11 - The Black Orchid
The honeymoon in the Maldives was a paradise of crystal waters and stolen kisses, completely isolated from corporate wars.
Yet, the illusion of perfect peace shattered the morning a pristine white box arrived at their private villa.
Chloe untied the silk ribbon, finding a single, flawlessly preserved black orchid resting on a bed of dark velvet.
Alexander’s relaxed posture vanished instantly, his jaw clenching so hard a muscle feathered in his cheek.
The black orchid was the calling card of the Vance Syndicate, a shadow organization Alexander had allegedly dismantled five years ago.
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He pulled Chloe fiercely against his chest, his eyes scanning the empty, sun-drenched beach with lethal calculation.
The war for the Sinclair empire was over, but the ghosts of Alexander’s past had just declared a new hunt.
