Chapter one hundred and eight

Heaven

Chase's voice cut through the quiet night as he shared the intel. "Heaven, listen carefully. The weapons shipment from Dubai is more than it seems. There's a rival faction planning to intercept it, and we can't let that happen."

I leaned back, a skeptical expression on my face. "Why are you sharing this with me, Chase? What's in it for you?"

He sighed, frustration evident in his tone. "This goes beyond our rivalry, Heaven. Lives are at stake, and if that shipment falls into the wrong hands, it could ignite a full-blown war."

I raised an eyebrow, considering his words. "So, what's your angle in all of this?"

Chase met my gaze, his eyes serious. "I may not like you, Heaven, but I don't want unnecessary bloodshed. We need to collaborate to secure that shipment and prevent chaos in the underworld."

I scoffed, a smirk playing on my lips. "Collaborate? You must be desperate if you're proposing an alliance."

He shot me a glare. "Desperate times call for desperate measures. Are you in