---- All the major cities are experiencing attacks simultaneously.


    He begins pointing to key locations.


    Their coordination is unprecedented.


    The attack hit them like a bullet to their chest and the resistance is crumbling.


    King Adrian has sent reinforcement, but they are not enough.


    They are never going to be enough.


    This is way bigger, way stronger to be stopped now.


    Once the major cities are infected.


    We are going to move to the peripheries.


    Dr Hayes.


    Do we have enough supplies of the serum to proceed to the next phase of the attack.


    The doctor adjusts his spectacles to nod at Gerald.


    Yes, Sir.


    We are ready with the next batch.


    Waiting for your orders.


    Gerald nods, leaning back on his chair.


    And that''s when he catches the sight of Vince and ---- Zariyan, staring at their interlocked fingers ced on Vincesp.


    Vince.


    That made Vincenzo to look up but he doesn''t leave her hand.


    To a by stander they may look like a love- sick couple.


    Yes, Sir.


    How is the training going? Have you begun with the next phase ? Vince arm tightens around her waist and he pulls her back flush against his chest almost protectively.


    His voice stays cold, emotionless.


    Tam still preparing her, Sir.


    She is not fully ready.


    And when will she be ready? I have given you enough time.


    It''s been weeks.


    That''s enough for her to be ustomed to your touch.


    Vince catches Geralds eyes.


    He was staring at their interlocked fingers with a ---- raise of his brow.


    Just do it and get me some good news.


    I have had enough patience with you.


    T will never force her.


    If that''s what you are asking me to do.


    The cigarette crushes in Vince''s grip, the bud burns his skin and Zariyan struggles to peel open his fists with her petite fingers Vince watches at the petite girl, perched on hisp, struggling to open his palms.


    Worry etched on her features How...


    how can he hurt his little one when she cares so much for him? He finally opens his palms, and she didn''t waste a second to throw aside the ashes and pull up his burned palms to her lips.


    Her soft kisses heal his burn.


    And those crimson eyes looking so worried for him, healed his cracked heart.


    ---- Everyone stares in silence and Gerald looks away to rake his fingers through his hair.


    Fine.


    Whatever.


    Coming to the next issue at hand.


    The special seven.


    One from the end of the table speaks up.


    They are already transitioning, Sir.


    Do we let them suffer or should we expedite their transformation.


    Vince.


    What do you suggest? The room falls silent, the question hanging heavy in the air.


    All eyes turn to Vince as he cups Zariyans cheek and almost lovingly rubs his thumb on her pale skin.


    Let them transition.


    Let Damien watch his special team crumble and turn into the very mobsters he is been fighting, helplessly.


    It will break him faster than.


    any de.


    Vince watches those crimson eyes.


    Trying to catch something simr to recognition on