Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

Damien’s bodyguards were still unconscious by the time I left the villa.

It was funny how he thought he could actually trap me here.

"Hello, Officer Landon." It would take some time to walk down the mountain, but since Zion was coming up, I stopped him.

"It’s late now, and you’re alone in the mountains. Don’t tell me you’re here for a stroll,’ he asked with a frown. Iraised my brows and smiled. "I ate too much earlier, so I’m out for some fresh air and to enjoy the mountain view."

Zion eyed me before saying, "Get in the car. There are some investigations that we need your cooperation in." "What do you need me for?" I looked at him curiously.

Zion replied, "Genome Society had created so many clones with identical DNA that it’s impossible to identify the culprit in a crime. The higher ups are currently figuring out how to handle this and need you to provide a DNA sample.

He fell silent for a while before continuing, ’Damien has hidden you away pretty well. This is up to you, but all the clone subjects with your DNA are already gone."

Zion was clearly saddened when he spoke about this. He was still affected by the deaths of "Sofia" and Dexter

"What about Violette?" I asked.

I hadn’t been hearing from her recently.

"She locked herself up after Sofia and Dexter passed away. She’s deeply affected by their passing and refuses to see anyone," Zion said while driving down the mountain. He probably should’ve realized that I had sneaked out.

"I’m sorry, Officer Landon, but I need to borrow your car. And also, I’m not too keen on contributing my DNA for your investigations," I said with a smile as we reached the bottom of the mountain.

Zion was taken aback. But before he could react, I quickly covered his nose and mouth with a handkerchief He started losing consciousness.

I had to go find Dexter without being seen. His car was clearly the best cover, seeing that he had practically delivered it right to me today.

"By the way, you probably wouldn’t believe me if I said I’m Sophia, right?" I flashed Zion a smile before he lost consciousness.

He struggled for a bit before blacking out.

I swiftly took hold of the steering wheel and deftly switched over to hit the brakes. Once the car stopped, I dragged Zion down and tossed him into the trunk.

"I’m sorry, Officer Landon." I didn’t want to put him in the trunk either.

The car was parked outside of Violette’s rented apartment. I dragged Zion out and struggled to drop him in front of her door. I then turned to leave.

Hopefully, she would find him outside when taking out the trash. Otherwise, he would have to spend the night outside.

I drove Zion’s car all the way to the asylum. As the car belonged to Zion, Linda-who was monitoring the entrance-did not think twice before letting me through.

I parked the car in the parking space and put on a flat hat before hiding behind the car.

"The laboratory of Genome Society is in the old building, Officer Landon. There’s none in the new building." Linda walked out thinking that it was Zion. I grabbed her neck from behind before she could get a good look.

"Where is he? Bring me to him!" I said with a low voice. I took her phone from her hands and tossed it into the flower bushes.

"You, why are you driving Officer Landon’s car?’ Linda asked nervously, clearly stalling for time.

"Where is he?" There was a hint of murderous intent laced in my voice. "You should know I won’t go easy on you. Damien already told me that he’s here, or I wouldn’t be risking it to come after you."

Linda gritted her teeth angrily. "He’s just a spineless trash!"

She cursed him upon hearing that he had already told me about Dexter.

"I won’t bring you to him. You don’t deserve to see him!" Linda said with reddening eyes. "You can just kill me instead!"

She was unafraid to die.

I released her and mocked, ’Do you think you’ll have him for yourself like this? Dream on!"

"I won’t bring you to him anyway," Linda said with a trembling voice as she clenched her fists.

"Sure. I’ll spread the news about Dexter being here to Genome Society and the Rebels, then. I’ll make sure everyone knows about it," I said calmly without any hint of emotions.

Linda stared at me in shock. Her voice trembled as she said, "You truly have no emotions. Do you know because of you, Dexter is now..."

She couldn’t continue her words without choking on a sob. "He’s still not out of danger completely, yet you actually want him dead?"

"He’s the only person who’s met the mastermind of Genome Society. Of course, I want to see him. Don’t tell me you’re that naive to think that I came here just because I love him?"

Linda’s eyes were reddened as she said, ’I knew it! You’re undeserving of his love! He loved you so much and was even willing to sacrifice himself for you countless times!’

"I’m indeed undeserving, but the one he loves will still be me-not you. It’ll never be you in this lifetime or the next," I said, taunting her. ’You only have three seconds left to reconsider. Three... Two... One!"

Linda anxiously yelled, ’I-I’ll bring you to him!"

I took a deep breath and followed behind her. "Don’t try to play games with me. If I can’t leave or fail to go back before a certain time, my men will inform Genome Society that Dexter is here, and you and the people from the asylum have been harboring him."

Linda gave me the stink eye, yet all I could think about was to hurry to see Dexter.

She brought me to the morgue, passing a long hallway before entering a basement. There was a sterile ward in the basement, and Dexter was lying deathly pale on a hospital bed.

I subconsciously quickened my footsteps. Even though I was trying to stay calm, my heavy breathing gave away how I was feeling. My heart was beating rapidly.

Until I saw Dexter, I didn’t believe I could feel ’emotions’-especially love. To me, love seemed intangible and beyond my understanding.

But there he was, lying barely alive and pale. I felt beyond heartbroken, wishing that it was me lying there instead.

"He barely managed to stay alive. He even had to blow off one of his legs in order to gain the trust of Genome Society,’ Linda whispered, her gaze wavering as she placed her fingers on the glass.

I could tell she really loved Dexter, but it was impossible for me to let her have him.

"Is he out of danger yet?" I asked coldly.

Linda frowned and refused to talk to me.

I walked into the sterilization room for disinfection. I was about to enter the ward when Linda stopped me. The phantom pain is keeping him from falling asleep, and we’ve just gotten him to do so. Please don’t be so cruel to him. Let him rest, even if just for a little while."

I looked at her coldly and said, "It’s also time for you to rest for now."

She was taken aback. Before she could yell for help, I covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

I removed the card from Linda’s neck before entering the ward. Dexter was in a deep sleep, likely due to the anesthesia they’d administered

I stood by the hospital bed and stared at the face that had appeared countless times in my dreams. I leaned down to kiss him. "I’ve finally found you, Dexter."

My fingers trembled as I touched his leg. What had once been a long, slender leg was now missing from the knee down.

He was so cruel to himself. All this just to leave behind fragments of his "body" and a blown-off limb.

"Who gave you the right to do this? You’re mine. Every part of your body is also mine! How dare you hurt yourself like this?" I was choked with emotions as I gripped the blanket, my body trembling.

Dexter lay asleep serenely, his long lashes gently fluttering.

I took a deep breath before kissing his pale face once again. ’It’s time to go home, Dexter. You’ve already done enough. Let me finish off the rest on my own."

I loved him so much.