The silence after that? Terrifiying. You could hear a pin drop.
Nash didn't move. Not at all. His brain was going a million miles an hour, trying to process what she just told him. Hector Perez, her half-brother, the CEO of Apex Record. The big boss. The guy sitting at the very top, pulling all the strings in both worlds.
Her mother's "accident." All those years of being pushed down, humiliated, treated like nothing. And then, after fighting her way up from nothing, the same bloodline dragged her back down.
Too much. Too fast.
But suddenly, everything clicked. All those risky moves, the way she dominated every room she walked into, how she handed Nash so much power right from the start, it wasn't just about making a strong team. Nah. It was about him. Only him.
Nash let out a slow breath, like he was trying not to explode.
"I get it now," he said. "This whole time, giving me power… it wasn't about Blacklist. It was about me."
