For years, Isabella and Alexander had built their reputations on control, strategy, and power.
Now?
They were about to throw themselves into the fire—just to see who would come to put it out.
A Bold Move
Alexander leaned back against the sleek leather chair in his penthouse office, his fingers steepled together. "If we want to draw them out, we need to make them feel threatened."
Isabella stood by the window, arms crossed. "And how exactly do we do that?"
A slow smirk formed on Alexander's lips. "By making them think we know more than we actually do."
She turned to him. "You want to bluff."
He shrugged. "It's worked for me before."
She arched an eyebrow. "And how often do you get caught?"
His smirk deepened. "Never."
The Fake Leak
They worked quickly, crafting an anonymous message to the press. A carefully worded 'leak' suggesting that Isabella and Alexander had uncovered the mastermind behind the corporate attacks.
It was a lie.
But if they were right, the real villain wouldn't be able to ignore it.
Isabella hit send. "Now we wait."
Alexander leaned in slightly, his voice softer now. "Are you ready for what happens next?"
Her pulse quickened. She had spent years trying to outplay him, beat him, ruin him.
Now?
She was fighting beside him.
And that terrified her more than anything else.
The Immediate Response
Not even an hour later, Isabella's phone buzzed. A single text from an unknown number.
"You're making a mistake."
Her breath hitched.
She looked at Alexander. "They took the bait."
He met her gaze, something sharp and unreadable in his expression. "Then it's time to set the trap."
Because now?
The enemy was finally coming to them.