Novel-novel oleh aligapa2000

Elena’s POV The world felt different this morning, it was cold, quiet and heavy.When I woke up, my phone wouldn't stop vibrating. At first, I ignored it, but the sound kept coming and I reached for it and froze.My name was everywhere, every news page, every gossip site and every comment.“Lucien Stone’s wife was caught in an affair before marriage.” Leaked photos: Elena and an unknown man in a hotel.My hands shook as I scrolled faster, hoping it was fake, but the pictures…They were real and were old.I could still remember that night. It was before I met Lucien. It meant nothing. But now… it looks wrong.My stomach twisted and I felt dizzy. Who would do this?I heard Lucien’s steps before I saw him. He walked into the living room, dressed in his usual suit, calm and sharp as ever. His phone was in his hand too, he must have seen it.“Lucien,” I said softly, but he didn’t answer.I stepped closer. “It’s not what it looks like. Those photos are old. Someone..m”He finally look

Lucien’s POV The Silent TrapThe morning after the party, I sat in my office and the city stretched in front of me, bright and calm, but my head was not. Daniel’s calls from last night wouldn’t stop replaying.The ransom money came from Madelina’s foundation account.I still couldn’t believe it. Madelina was my step mother, she was like my mother.But Daniel’s report sat open on my desk and every number matched and every transfer led back to her charity.I pressed my fingers against my forehead and exhaled slowly. “No,” I whispered, “It has to be a mistake.”My phone buzzed and it was Daniel again.“Lucien,” he said quickly, “I checked twice. It was real, the same line, the same amount. Someone used the foundation to move the ransom money.”I closed my eyes. “Don’t tell anyone. Not the finance team, not even the board. Keep digging quietly.”“Got it,” Daniel said. “What do you want me to do next?”“Follow the movement,” I answered, “If the money moves again, I want to know before any

Elena’s POVMorning came heavy, I sat by the window, still in the same clothes from last night, my head hurts and my eyes were swollen. I heard voices downstairs, his and someone else’s, it was soft, and too close.I stood and slowly walked out of the room. My feet were weak and the house was quiet, but something didn’t feel right and I felt eyes on me.When I reached the top of the stairs, I paused, there was a shadow in the hallway. Someone moved quickly past the corner.My chest tightened and I whispered, “Who’s there?” But there was no answer.I clutched my phone tight and kept walking, every sound was loud, the ticking clock, and my heartbeat, even the rustle of my hair.In the kitchen, I saw a cup on the counter, it was Lucien’s.Then I heard faint laughter from the living room, a woman's voice, it was familiar, smooth and cold.I moved closer and the sound grew clearer.“Lucien, I’m only here because I care,” she said and my blood ran cold. That voice.I stepped into the doorw

Elena’s POVThe air in the house was heavy and Lucien's silence cut deeper than any word, he didn’t shout, he didn’t question, but every time I moved, I felt his eyes on me, watching, measuring, knowing.At breakfast, he barely touched his food, the sound of the spoon against his cup felt too loud.“Did you sleep?” I asked softly.He looked up, and his eyes were unreadable. “You?”I nodded even though I didn’t and my hands shook under the table.He nodded once and said nothing more, the silence stretched between us like glass, it was clear, fragile, ready to break.When I left the dining room, I felt his gaze follow me and every step I took felt watched.I went to my room and shut the door and my phone vibrated at once and my chest tightened when I saw the number, it was the kidnappers again.A message flashes on the screen. “He knows. Keep quiet, or your son dies tonight.”I dropped the phone and my whole body trembled and tears filled my eyes. “Please, not my baby,” I whispered.I

Lucien’s POVShe froze when I said her name and the moonlight fell across her face, showing the fear in her eyes.“Elena,” I said again, walking closer. “What are you doing in my office?”She stepped back, clutching the edge of my desk. “I..I was just looking for you.”“Looking for me?” My tone was sharpened. “While ransacking my office? In my locked office?”Her eyes darted to the drawer behind her, then back to me. “I heard a noise. I thought you were here.”I stopped in front of her, close enough to see her breathing fast. “Don’t lie to me.”“I’m not lying,” she whispered.I grabbed her wrist gently but firmly. “Then tell me what you were really doing.”Her lips trembled. “I….I can’t.”My patience snapped and I pulled her closer, my hand on the desk beside her, she gasped softly as her back hit the table.“Who are you working for, Elena?” My voice dropped low. “You think I won’t find out?”Tears filled her eyes. “Lucien, please, it’s not what you think.”“Then make me understand.”

Elena’s POVI couldn’t stop shaking when I stepped out of the taxi. The hospital stood tall in front of me.I kept my hood low as I walked inside, my heart beat fast, afraid someone would recognize me. I shouldn’t be here. If Lucien found out, he would lose control, but I couldn’t sit and wait anymore. I needed to find my son.A cleaner was mopping the floor near the nurse station. He looked older, with a tired face and kind eyes.“Excuse me,” I whispered, and stepped closer. “Were you here that night… the night a little boy was taken?”He looked up sharply, his mop stopping mid-air. “You mean the missing child? Yes, ma’am. Everyone here still talks about it.”My throat tightened. “Do you remember anything? Please… anything at all.”He sighed and looked around, making sure no one was listening and then he leaned closer. “There was something strange that day. A woman came before it happened. Well-dressed. Expensive perfume. Blonde hair.”My stomach dropped “Blonde?”He nodded slowly. “