~Selena's POV~
The Viper moved through my world like she'd been born for it.
Effortless. Deadly. Controlled.
I watched her from the penthouse balcony, the city's lights dancing across the river below like fireflies caught in an endless storm. She stood beside Jennifer now, head tilted, exchanging words too low for me to catch. The way her eyes flicked over the room always calculating, always one second from drawing blood, it was both admirable and infuriating.
She was power wrapped in skin and scars.
And she was here because I let her be.
The alliance with the Viper had been a necessity—one born from bloodshed, not trust. Dino Krajic's headless corpse had sent a message, but in this city, messages faded fast. Power didn't just need to be taken—it needed to be maintained. Daily. Mercilessly. Without rest.
And the Viper… she delivered results.
