POV: Maximus
The cold air at the docks smelled like salt and rusted metal, but nothing could ruin my mood tonight—not when victory was finally within reach.
I stood beside my boat, hands tucked into my jacket pockets, eyes fixed on the empty walkway ahead.
Finally.
The guys I had hired last night had called minutes ago.
‘We got her, boss. We got Adriana.’
A slow grin had spread across my face at those words.
At last.
The one woman who could bring Darius Wolfe to his knees.
The one woman he would search the ends of the earth for.
And I was going to use her to force him to do what I wanted—clear my name, clean my record, put me back where I deserved to be.
And even after he did that… I wasn’t entirely sure I would give her back.
I wanted a taste of her.
And tonight, I was going
