"The one bullying Bellatrix_019," Scarlett snapped.
His fingers froze around the wine glass. Slowly, he set it down and sat up. His voice was calm but cold now. "Someone touched her?"
"Yes. That influencer cockroach—Alexa. Ever heard of her?"
"No," he said flatly, already reaching for his laptop from the compartment beside his sunbed. "But I will."
Scarlett grinned from the other end. "I knew you'd be interested. She messed with the softest hacker on the planet. You know what that means, right?"
BlackKnight's fingers danced across his keyboard, pulling up information in mere seconds. His lips curled into a dangerous smile.
"It means… it's open season."
***
Leonardo knocked on her bedroom door again, firmer this time. "Bella," he called out, his voice low but impatient. "Open the door."
