COLD HANDS"Sometimes the most dangerous enemy is the one you never see coming."{Playlist suggestions: “Right here” by Chase Atlantic}~ LAUREN'S POV ~The package was waiting on my desk when I returned from lunch. A small, unmarked package sat quietly among press releases and interview requests. It seemed ordinary, except for the way my name was written on the label. The careful block letters looked intentionally impersonal.I should have thrown it away. Should have called security. Should have learned by now that anonymous packages in this world never brought good news.Instead, I opened it.The first photograph slipped out like a confession I wasn't ready to hear.Vanessa and me, stepping out of Storm Media's building last Tuesday, both of us laughing at something she had said about our editor's new haircut. The camera had caught us mid-stride, professional women having a normal moment in what I had thought was a safe space.The second photo made my blood freeze.Alexandro openi
TWO TRUTHS"The hardest lies to tell are the ones meant to protect the people we love most."~ ALEXANDRO'S POV ~The penthouse elevator opened to chaos.My living room looked like a convenience store had exploded. Empty chip bags, candy wrappers, three different kinds of ice cream containers, and what appeared to be the leftover of an entire pizza were scattered across my Italian leather furniture.In the center of it all sat Alessia, curled up on the couch with a massive bowl of popcorn, completely absorbed in some romantic comedy playing on the flat screen."What the hell happened to my living room?" I asked, surveying the damage.She didn't even look away from the screen. "I got hungry.""This isn't hungry, Alessia. This is a small army's worth of junk food.""Italians don't die from junk food, Alex. It's genetically impossible.""Ohhh," I laughed, walking over to ruffle her dark hair. "Is that what they taught you at that fancy boarding school?""Stop it!" She batted my hands away
ALL QUIET"Sometimes love is the only language left when words have failed us."~ LAUREN'S POV ~The doctor's office felt calm compared to the chaos of my life.I sat on the examination table, paper gown crinkling with every nervous shift, waiting for Dr. Hammond to confirm what my heart already knew. The pregnancy test showed a clear result, but I wanted this moment of definite confirmation before my life changed completely."Well, Ms. McQueen," Dr. Hammond said, pulling off her gloves with a gentle smile. "Congratulations. You're about six weeks along, and everything looks perfectly healthy."Six weeks.Six weeks of a secret growing inside me while I watched the man I loved consume himself with protecting me. Six weeks of a future I couldn't imagine but desperately wanted."Any concerns?" she asked, making notes."When do most people tell the father?"Dr. Hammond's eyes softened. "There's no right answer to that. Some share immediately, others wait. Trust your instincts."My instinc
WHAT I CAN CONTROL"The worst lies are the ones we tell ourselves for protection."~ LAUREN'S POV ~The pregnancy test sat in my purse like a heavy weight.Three days since I had taken it. Three days of carrying this secret that felt too big for my body, too real for the nightmare my life had become.I knocked on Sophia's door at 2 PM, when I knew she would be working from home, and I knew I wouldn't have to pretend to be functional in public anymore.She took one look at my face and pulled me inside."Jesus, Lauren. You look like you haven't slept since Christmas.""Close." I collapsed on her familiar couch, breathing in vanilla and safety. "Can we just... talk? About normal things? Like we used to?"So we did. For twenty minutes, we talked about her new client, about the book she was reading, about whether we were too old to still eat cereal for dinner. Normal best friend things that felt like medicine.Until I excused myself to use her bathroom and everything I'd been holding toge
EXPOSURE"The truth has a way of surfacing when you least expect it to breathe."~ LAUREN'S POV ~The bathroom tiles were cold against my bare feet. I stared at the small white box in my hands, wondering when my life had become a series of moments I wasn't ready for.Two pink lines. Clear as daylight. Clear as the nausea that had been my constant companion for weeks.Pregnant.I wrapped the test in tissue and buried it deep in the bathroom trash, then sat on the edge of the tub and tried to process what this meant.A baby. Alexandro's baby. Growing inside me while our world crumbled around us.The timing was catastrophic. Viktor hunting us. Julian circling like a vulture. Alexandro keeping secrets that grew bigger every day. And now this.I pressed my hands to my still-flat stomach and tried to imagine explaining this to anyone. To Sophia. To my parents. To Emily, who would probably demand to know if I had lost my mind.To Alexandro, who looked at me now like he was trying to solve a
FRACTURES"Sometimes the cracks appear long before the breaking point."~ ALEXANDRO'S POV ~The call came at 7 AM. Financial irregularities. Someone had been digging through Castello Enterprises' aid accounts for the past week.I stood at my office window, phone pressed to my ear, watching the city wake up below while my world threatened to collapse above."How deep?" I asked Dino, my head of security."Deep enough to find the shipping contracts. The ones from 2019."The ones Leonardo had fucked up. The ones that left us vulnerable to exactly this kind of investigation."Julian?""Has to be. The digital fingerprints match his usual team. Sophisticated but sloppy around the edges."I hung up and immediately called Leonardo. He picked up on the fourth ring, sounding like he had been asleep for three days."Alex?""Your mess just became my crisis. Someone's in our financial records because of those contracts you botched three years ago."Silence. Then a heavy sigh. "Fuck. I'm sorry. I th