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BROKEN BILLIONAIRES 23: FOR THE FIRST TIME
ADRIAN.I stood in the doorway, my hand still on the knob.Two beds. One blue, one green. Bookshelves sagging under the weight of picture books and toy bins. Drawings everywhere—taped to the walls, pinned to a corkboard, one half-finished on a small desk by the window.Stick figures. "Mama" written in wobbly letters. "Russy." "Me."No "Daddy."Of course not.I made myself step inside.The room smelled like them. I didn't even know what that meant until now—that kids had a smell. Something sweet and clean, like soap and sunshine and that indefinable thing that just meant child.My children.The first bed had blue sheets, rumpled like someone had just gotten out. A wooden train sat on the nightstand next to a dinosaur book.Ruslan's.The other bed was green. Neater. The blanket pulled up almost to the pillow.On that pillow sat a stuffed tiger.Worn. Loved to death. The fur rubbed thin where small hands had gripped it.Mr. Stripes.I'd seen it in every video. Every photo. Ivan carried t
BROKEN BILLIONAIRES 22:
LOLETTE.Los Angeles shouldn't have felt this foreign.I'd lived here for five years. Built a life here. Raised my children here.But sitting in Adrian's rental car as we pulled up to my house, it felt like I was looking at someone else's life through a window.Yellow tape stretched across my front door. Police cars lined the street. Mrs. Bidale from next door stood on her porch with her arms crossed, staring. Probably hadn't moved from that spot since everything went down.I didn't blame her. Ten people had been murdered on this street.The sun was setting, casting everything in that golden California light I used to love. Now it just felt wrong. Too pretty for what had happened here."Lolette."I looked at Adrian. He'd barely spoken since we landed. He’d just driven with white knuckles on the steering wheel. "I'm fine," I said before he could ask."You don't have to—""I'm fine."I got out of the car.The front door opened before we made it halfway up the walk.Fanny.God, she looke
BROKEN BILLIONAIRES 21: FOR NOTHING
ADRIAN.Lolette sat in the seat ahead of mine, angled toward the window. She'd been like that since takeoff—staring at the clouds, then down at her phone, then back at the clouds again.We'd said everything that needed saying on the drive to the airport.Now there was just... this. Silence and the dull roar of the engine and two people who had no idea how to exist in the same space anymore.I leaned my head back against the seat and closed my eyes.I was tired.But not as tired as work usually made me. That bone-deep exhaustion from back-to-back board meetings or closing deals that required eighteen hours straight of negotiation and political maneuvering.And it wasn't even just physical. It was mental. Emotional. And lately, social.I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling of the jet.When I was younger, I couldn't wait to take over Emporio Oil. Couldn't wait to prove myself, to step into my father's shoes, to build something that mattered. The company was legacy. Power. Influence.
BROKEN BILLIONAIRES 20: JUST AS RUTHLESS
LOLETTE.Richard's words hung in the air.I stood there, trying to make sense of it. Trying to connect the dots."They went after the security company directly," My hands clenched at my sides. "That's not just covering tracks. That's—""Calculated," He finished. "They knew exactly what to hit and when."The implications settled over me like ice water.Whoever had my children wasn't some desperate criminal who'd gotten in over their head. This was organized. Professional. Planned down to the last detail."How did they know?" I asked, my voice sharper now. "How did they know you were trying to get the footage? That we'd even contacted the company?"The investigators looked at each other.No one wanted to say it."They're watching," Adrian said finally, his voice coming out liek steel.I turned toward him, "You think they have someone on the inside?""I think they knew exactly when to strike." His jaw was tight. "That's not luck."A chill ran through me."This is ridiculous," Kaitlyn's v
BROKEN BILLIONAIRES 19: BITE THE BULLET
ADRIAN.I gestured down the hall. Kaitlyn followed, her heels clicking sharp and angry against the marble floor.I shut the door behind us, and she immediately turned on me."Well?" Her arms were crossed again, chin lifted. Defiant.I rubbed the back of my neck, trying to find the right words. There weren't any.Best I bit the fucking bullet."Lolette and I... we have children together."Her face went completely blank. "What?""Twins. They're four years old."She just stared at me. Like she was waiting for the punchline. Like I'd just told her a joke she didn't understand."They were kidnapped a few days ago," I continued, forcing the words out. "That's why she's here. That's why we need to postpone."For a long moment, she didn't move. Didn't speak.Then her expression twisted into something ugly—disbelief mixed with fury mixed with hurt."You have children?" She hissed the words. "Children? With her?""Kaitlyn—""And you didn't think to tell me?" Her voice rose again. "We're suppose
BROKEN BILLIONAIRES 18: A THOUSAND TIMES YES
ADRIAN.I left the office earlier this morning.Richard had called. They had news and wanted to meet at the estate within the hour.I didn't ask what kind of news. His tone told me enough.My hands wouldn't stop gripping the steering wheel as I drove toward Lolette's hotel. Something sat heavy in my chest—dread, maybe. Fear.What if they'd found something terrible? What if the boys were—No.I cut the thought off before it could finish.Couldn't go there. Not yet.The hotel appeared through the windshield, and I pulled up to the entrance, reaching for my phone to text her.She was already walking out.Christ.She looked like she'd been hit by a truck. Then backed over for good measure.Her eyes were swollen and red, dark circles underneath so pronounced they looked like bruises. Skin pale and drawn, almost gray in the afternoon light. Hair yanked back in a messy ponytail that looked like she'd done it without a mirror. Same clothes as yesterday—wrinkled now, like she'd slept in them.
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