Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 179 — You touched the wrong woman

Seraphine studied Santiago carefully, her gaze steady, her breathing even, while a quiet certainty settled deep in her chest, because something about his confidence felt incomplete, like he was standing in the middle of a storm he didn’t even realize had already begun to tear everything apart outside those walls.

"I’m not marrying you," she said, her voice calm but unyielding, every word landing with quiet force. "And you’re not doing anything to me."

For a brief second, silence stretched between them, thick and charged, before Santiago let out a low exhale, the kind that carried impatience wrapped in control.

"For the last time," he said, his tone tightening, "marry me." He took a slow step closer, his eyes dark with intent that made the air feel heavier. "We harvest organs, expand everything I’ve built, and you use that charm of yours to bring in more children..." His lips curved into something disturbingly satisfied. "Then we run the underworld together."

The words hit hard, but Seraphine’s reaction wasn’t fear. It was disgust. Raw, unfiltered disgust that flashed across her face before she even tried to hide it, her eyes sharpening as something colder settled in its place.

"I’m going to free those kids," she said, her voice dropping, each word edged with promise. She didn’t want him to know she already had. "And I’ll make sure every single one of them stands in court and tells the world exactly what you’ve done." She leaned forward just slightly, her gaze locking onto his. "There’s nowhere for you to go, Santiago. It’s over. You just haven’t caught up yet."

For the first time, something flickered across his expression. Not fear, but irritation mixed with disbelief.

He tilted his head, studying her like she had just said something ridiculous.

"Do you even understand where you are?" he asked, his voice quieter now, but carrying a sharper edge. "From the moment you stepped foot in here, you were never meant to walk out." His gaze dragged over her, slow, possessive, unsettling. "Unless you agree to marry me..." He paused, letting the weight of his next words settle in. "I’ll use you however I want. No one’s ever going to see you again."

A soft scoff slipped from Seraphine, her lips curling slightly as she shook her head, like she almost found him amusing. "You really think so," she said, her tone laced with disbelief.

snapping back into place like armor. "Because no one can

Seraphine adjusted her position, every movement controlled, every second stretched

was that tight," she said, her voice smooth, almost conversational, "then how have I managed to tear everything apart from

she continued, her tone steady, her confidence unshaken, "nothing you try is going to work. Your tech team can sit in front of their screens all day and all night, but they’re not getting past what I

all at once. His eyes narrowed, his posture tightening as the pieces began to fall together in his mind, faster and faster, until the truth

he demanded, his voice rising, edged with disbelief and anger. "You’re the one who went after my

had assumed she had only wandered into places she shouldn’t have been, that the issues with his system were nothing

hadn’t even considered her and now, the truth stood there, staring him

him came fast and unfiltered, raw enough

it held his. "But I’ll tell you this much..." A faint, dangerous smile curled her lips. "Today is where everything you built

"Guards!" Santiago roared, his voice echoing through

footsteps heavy against the floor, their presence closing in around her from every

voice cold with fury. And just like that, everything exploded

mind sharpened instantly, every instinct firing at once as she knew there was no more time to stall, no

hand slipped into her clutch, and within a heartbeat, the first shots rang out, sharp and deafening, cutting through the air as two

erupted

hesitation, knives flying through the air with lethal precision, striking exactly where they

space. Santiago stood frozen for half a second, shock breaking through his control as he watched his men fall one after another, faster

gun and firing, but Seraphine moved just as fast, grabbing the nearest body and pulling it in front of her, using it as

her movements sharp, focused, every action guided by one goal.

in that