Ch-6
At Georgie’s penthouse, midnight. The city stretches out below, a sea of lights flickering in the distance. Inside, the air is thick with tension. Ethan leans against the bar, sipping whiskey, while Luca stands near the fireplace, arms crossed. Georgie is seated on the edge of her desk, flipping a knife between her fingers.
Luca Moretti
(Exhales sharply) I still don’t understand why we’re even considering Santiago’s warning. He’s never been on our side.
Georgie May Adler (fl)
(Smirks, not looking up) That’s exactly why I’m considering it. If Santiago is concerned, it means someone dangerous is making moves.
Ethan Aviel (ml)
(Twirling his glass, watching her) Or it means he’s setting a trap.
Georgie May Adler (fl)
(Shrugs) Either way, I need to know what he knows.
Luca Moretti
(Scoffs) And how do you plan to do that? He’s not just going to hand over information out of brotherly love.
Georgie May Adler (fl)
(Laughs) Brotherly love? Please. Santiago doesn’t feel loyalty to anyone but himself. But he does love power games.
Ethan Aviel (ml)
(Amused) And you’re planning to play him at his own game?
Georgie May Adler (fl)
(Finally meets Ethan’s gaze) I don’t play. I win.
Ethan Aviel (ml)
(Smirks) Bold statement.
Georgie May Adler (fl)
(Stands up, flipping the knife in her hand before catching it effortlessly) It’s not bold when it’s a fact.
Luca sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Luca Moretti
(Reluctantly) What’s the plan?
Georgie May Adler (fl)
Santiago will be at the Moretti charity gala tomorrow night. So will everyone who matters. I’ll get him alone, and he’ll talk. One way or another.
Luca Moretti
(Frowns) And if he refuses?
Georgie May Adler (fl)
(Smirks, sliding the knife back into its sheath) Then I remind him who he’s dealing with.
Ethan Aviel (ml)
(Chuckles, setting his glass down) You do know he’s not stupid, right? He’ll see this coming.
Georgie May Adler (fl)
(Steps closer to Ethan, voice low) He can see it coming all he wants. It won’t stop me.
Ethan watches her for a moment, something unreadable in his gaze. Then he smirks.
Ethan Aviel (ml)
(Murmurs) Now this, I have to see.
Luca groans, already regretting everything.
Luca Moretti
(Muttering) This is going to be a disaster.
Georgie May Adler (fl)
(Grins, turning to head toward her room) No, Luca. This is going to be fun.
As Georgie disappears down the hall, Ethan chuckles to himself and takes another sip of whiskey. Luca, on the other hand, looks like he needs a drink himself. The city outside hums with life, unaware of the storm brewing within the Adler family.
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