Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

As lan and Oliver were left alone, the tension in the room was palpable.

Ralap, a man known for his caution, had stationed guards outside of lan's dwelling since the night before.

It was a charade of protection that thinly veiled his true intentions—surveillance. Ralap was after the medicine, a valuable

commodity in their cutthroat world. Now that it was gone, his unease was evident, yet he knew better than to lay a finger on lan.

As soon as the door closed, Oliver stood up, and brushed off the invisible dust from his jeans in a gesture of readiness.

"So, lan, when are we making our move?" he asked, the casual tone belying the gravity of their situation.

lan's gaze drifted toward the window; dusk was only a few hours away. He had deliberately leaked his location to the hounds who

were baying for his blood. It didn't take a genius to figure out they were under K's command.

K's influence seemed to have spread even here. Undoubtedly, K was holding back for sreason—if not, they would have been

wiped off the map with a single bomb, rather than this elaborate hunt within the island's confines.

But tonight, K's men would come. And when they did, amidst the clash with Ralap's forces, lan and Oliver would slip away to find

Maja.

Oliver didn't wait for an answer; he knew the pattern of their conversations well enough. Together, they silently bid their time.

Two hours later, the calm was shattered by the distant sound of gunfire. Ralap sat erect in the parlor, sipping his tea. Upon hearing

the shots, he turned to his most trusted aide.

"Go check what's happening."

But before the aide could move, the sporadic gunfire turned into a cacophony of chaos.

"Boss, I'll cover you. We need to get out of here," the aide insisted as Ralap's expression soured. Had his enemies dared to

upon Middle Island

got the gall to cause such a ruckus on Middle Island?" Ralap muttered angrily. "Take Oliver with you back

I need to consult with the other families.

posed a direct threat to the resources of

they planned for lan.

"Understood, boss."

tell him we have

a man revered by the families. Quentin was much more than a collaborator like BLACK to them;

to all of Forbidden Island's surveillance, and therefore he was privy to every

for centuries, and his word was law. Now, with the

they turned to him

that K's men had made their move. He had expected a

Island, but the assault was launched in the Forbidden Island, which was a

Quentin mused darkly, wiping the blood from

our island forces, and eliminate

was mad enough to take things this far, Quentin was ready to meet the

helicopter. At least thirty

"Find out if anything else has happened within the

Elder."

since morning, and it was likely that K's men

well.

Just fight. I want to see if K has the guts to

ships lay in wait. Philip lounged

he watched helicopters swarm

surrounding waters were under lockdown; no vessel would pass by for days, so their operations

island, he would make it escaping

had no such intention. The island harbored Maja, lan, and the

her trail, and Philip was

island—not yet. He wanted to see her, to

was too consumed by darkness to lead, that his ruthlessness

those around

expression morphed into the warm and gentle