TWO COLD STEELS

reaks and shadows, reflecting the harsh, merciless world he had created for himself. Alexander Steele sat still in the backseat, his

ud of yo

had come to understand that silence was a sign of strength, what was that? To a man forged in the merciless furnace of abandonment and treachery? No, Alexander Steele avoided

complete perfection but never on love. He left behind wealth, influence, and an uncompro

silence felt more oppressive

as brewing acro

tarmac of the military base. Her thoughts were elsewhere, transported back to a long-forgotten memory, even a

e years ago.

pushed into her hand

om's

o be strong

of her cold accuracy, discipline, and control. The woman who never felt or flinched. Never

t night, she sensed it-the pain. The defeat. The crushi

f those even

ted for years. The man who had left long before she had mastered the art of deadly gra

n of weakness. And sh

. Two steel

worlds, they are united by

e was already slipping bet

ollided, and neither could p

fficult to bend once

ing either of them was rea