The Warlord's Revenge

Chapter 91

Ghosts of the Past

The tension between Victor and Emma was palpable as they left The Velvet Lounge. Victor’s grip on her hand was firm but filled with unspoken worry. The air between them simmered with unresolved conflict, and Emma could feel it. Though she had stood tall against Maria’s threats, the weight of the moment was settling into her bones.

As they stepped into Victor’s car, the silence was thick, broken only by the hum of the engine as they drove through the city. Emma stared out the window, her thoughts racing. Maria’s words played in her mind over and over, “your past is just a whisper away from becoming a very loud scream*. But it wasn’t her past that troubled her now. It was Victor’s. Something about his reaction, the anger in his eyes, made her realize he was hiding something.

Victor glanced at her from the corner of his eye, his jaw clenched tightly. “Emma, you don’t need to worry about Maria. I’ll handle her.”

Emma snapped out of her thoughts and turned to him, her b