Olivia's POV
Finally, I thought, watching as the last of my men slipped out of the shadows, their orders clear. Elena was out there somewhere, but not for long. I smiled to myself, feeling a rush of satisfaction. It had taken months of planning, careful manipulation, and biding my time, but I had done it. I had finally gotten rid of that thorn in my side.
Elena was a problem I couldn't ignore. The mere sight of her drove me to the edge, and the way Dante looked at her… I couldn't stand it. But now, she was gone, and I had sent men to ensure she would never come back. If they found her—and I was confident they would—they were to kill her on sight. No mercy, no hesitation.
