main target. Two days after meeting Dax, her face was everywhere again-websites, gossip columns, late-night talk shows. Only this time, it wasn't just a scandal. It was a sto

were all over the headlines. And the attacks were getting personal. Her acting history. Her childhood in foster care. Her first arrest at seventeen for stealing groceries. All of it. Dug up. Weaponized. She tried to vanish again, to pull away from both brothers. But Dax wasn't done with her. "Come with me," he said, showing up outside her apartment at midnight. "Just for a few days." "Why?" she asked, clutching her coat. "Because if she's playing chess," he said, "then I want to move the queen." She didn't ask where they were going. She just followed. They landed in Santorini at sunrise. A private villa. High above the cliffs. Endless white and blue. Selina had never seen anything like it. "Why here?" she asked, breathless from beauty and jet lag . "Because it's the one place no one would look for me," he said, tossing his phone into the ocean. "And what happens here?" Dax turned to her, his eyes less playful now. Less smug. "Here," he said, "you tell me the truth