Amber glared at Remy through her bloodshot eyes, thrusting her gleaming blade toward his chest.

In her early days of being Jameson's follower, the first lesson drilled into her was how to kill quickly and efficiently.

Refinement wasn't necessary—only results mattered.

Yet, despite mastering the techniques, she had never put them into practice.

Deep down, Amber feared the sight of blood and loathed the idea of taking a life.

And now, of all people, it was Remy forcing her to cross that line.

The blade's tip hovered mere inches from Remy's heart when hesitation gripped her.

Axel's voice echoed in her mind, raw with emotion.

"Amber, I keep feeling that Remy is my fifth brother, Damien.

We miss him...

We want him to come home!" Her pupils dilated.

The blade wavered, its deadly intent dissipating.

That single moment of doubt was all Remy needed.

With a calm, calculated motion, he seized her wrist and twisted it sharply.

Amber gasped in pain, her grip faltering as the blade clattered to the floor.

Cold sweat drenched her as she staggered, only for Remy to yank her backward.

Her body slammed into his chest, his muscular arm locking around her neck in a chokehold.

She struggled, clawing at his unyielding arm as her vision blurred and her breath hitched.

Her cheeks flushed crimson, and panic coursed through her veins.

"You're pathetic," Remy said, his voice cold and unyielding.

"One of Jameson's failed experiments.

His piercing gaze bore into her, unmoved by her reddened face

pressure, and she would suffocate within

Amber back alive, the thought of ending her life

kinder than the torment of living—he knew Justin

"Damien...

cracked as tears streamed down

"Please...

out of it!"

That name again.

at him like an invisible hand around

do I have to repeat myself?

Amber choked out, tears pooling in her

''Damien ...

Your family...

They're still waiting...

you to come home..." Her words pierced his defenses like a

inexplicable ache spread through

and the piercing pain caused him to loosen his hold around Amber's neck, allowing Amber

fighting

escape was impossible without Remy's help, she considered persuading

but one she was

not you're Damien, I know you're not heartless." "Women are such overthinkers,"

hadn't fully released

but he masked the pain with a

sparing you because my orders were to

what about last time?" Amber

Remy frowned.

was kidnapped, Jameson ordered us to intervene," Amber continued,

to them in secret and pretended to fall

knew—and yet, you

Remy stared straight at Amber, his gaze deepening with

Silence stretched between them.

a deep breath, Amber's voice

"You're Sir's right-hand man.

have enough evidence to prove Sir's real identity is Justin Beckett!" Remy's fists clenched tightly, his stoic expression cracking ever

partnered with RC Biotechnology in Mosgravia to develop illicit drugs and used Jameson to conduct

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