Chapter 5/
Peagani had a vault hidden behind a fake panel in his office wall, Petinal scan, passcode, fingerprint–the man had enough secrets to start
din under five minutes i
Stupid man
He thought love was a chain, not a choice. Thought because I was his wife, I’d never turn on him. But he forgot I was raised by Titanis. I was forged in secrets Programmed in shadows
And I never forget how to play dead
Inside, behind the town of blood money and documents, sat a sleek black hard drive
I knew what it was before I touched it
Footage Evidence. The kind of dirty gold that could set the world on fire 2
Titans raids that never hade headlines X
Weapons trades sold under fake embargoes
Hitlists signed with Reagan’s personal seal X
of it under my father’s company name. But I knew better now. Titanis had become the playground of a serpent.
And I was done pretending not to see the fangs
I didn’t know where else to go So I called him X
Once the man who swore he’d give me the world S
Now, a big shot defense lawyer with three offices, a penthouse suite, and more power than most men dreamed of.
But that’s what the world sawX
What it didn’t see?
He was also Mr. X–the underworld’s most whispered nightmare. No one had seen his face. No one dared cross him. And wherever he went, he left behind a cold metal “X” like a signature.
Sal answered on the first ning
“Danica” His voice was low, calm, dangerous in its quiet.2
“I need your help, I whispered
“Where are you?”
“Hiding I need a favor“)
Another pause. Then, quietly, “Anything”
Because I left Salvatore Hot because I didn’t love him–but because my father told me Reagan was better for the business. Salvatore was just a lawyer before no power, ho name. My father told me he would kill Salvatore if I chose him. So I agreed with my father, thinking it was better for Titanis.. and for myself. That Salvatore couldn’t provide for me. And I believed that, I convinced myself I loved Reagan. And what did I get?
Betrayal
Blood X
Salvatore arranged a meet. A safehouse on the outskirts of Montana. He didn’t ask questions. Just opened the door, pulled the inside. and hugged me like I hadn’t vanished off the face of the earth R
Like I was still someone worth saving X
I patched into the Titanis ghost clunnel that night |
A secure satellite line only my father and I knew existed. It took three passwords, one retinal scan, and my mother’s old wedding ring for biometric access X
His face flickered onto the screen X
“Dad, listen. You need to disappear Reagan is coming for you-he’s taking over Titanis from the inside-”
He sighed. “Sweetheart, I know you’re upset, but Reagan loves you. This–this pannola isn’t you. Come home, we’ll fix this-
Three shots
Loud, deafening. My heart stopped X
screamed as name The screen shook. Blood sprayed across his collar. And then.. Silence.|I
And then His body collapsed backward, eyes open Staring Dead
A hand reached into the camera view
Reagan 1
Smiling like the devil had finally taken off his halo
“Well That was loud.“”
I choked, frozen, “You….. you killed him.”2)
“I warned you, didn’t I?” His voice dropped to a cruel whisper “Come home, Danica. Before I lose my patience.”
And then she appeared behind him. Dulcie. Wearing one of my ruby necklaces like a trophy, sipping wine like it was her blood ritual.
“Oh Dani Bestie,” she purred into the mic. “Just because you escaped your cage doesn’t mean you’re free to roam. We just went out for a quick dinner with Daddy. You broke the rules.”
She leaned closer to the screen, eyes gleaming. “His eyes are still open, you know. Very dramatic”
I screamed and threw the laptop across the room.)
Salvatore caught it midair before it hit the floor. His eyes narrowed as he looked at the last frozen frame of Reagan and Dulcie, grinning like wolves N
“…I’m going to kill them,” he said flatly.
His calm terrified me more than their threats.
That night, I curled into a comer of the safehouse bunker. Sal’s men posted outside like sentinels. The hard drive was locked in a steel case, guarded by a man who had once burned a cartel alive for touching his sister!
Reagan put a bounty on my head the next morning. Five million.
Posters. Hacked databases, Underworld whispers
The name “Danica De Santis” became cursed
The traitor wife. The stolen drive. The ticking bomb. Operatives of Titanis were raided across the country. Reagan was dismantling my father’s legacy with surgical precision.
But he didn’t know I wasn’t just surviving
I was evolving.}
Salvatore got me into a blacksite bunker in the Rockies. No names. No signals. No trackers.
Just ex–spies, elite mercs, a war table, and enough firepower to rewrite the narrative.
We started building my fake death.
Creating a ghost story.
Letting the world believe I was gone X
But I wasn’t gone. I was hunting.
And when I came back?!
It wouldn’t be as Reagan’s wife.
It would be as his end.
9.50 PM c
