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Adrian’s POVI kept staring at the photographs scattered across the table, my mind racing through a million different explanations, excuses, anything that could make this nightmare less real. Each image was like a punch to the gut. Nikolai and I caught in moments I’d thought were private, sacred even.The pictures were damning. Crystal clear. Undeniably real.I dropped them back onto the table and looked up at Francisco, forcing my voice to remain steady. “These pictures, they’re fake, aren’t they?”Francisco burst into laughter, the sound echoing off the apartment walls as he stood up, still chuckling. I knew they weren’t fake, but I was grasping for any possible escape route.He sat on the edge of the table, leaning uncomfortably close to me. “Adrian, these pictures aren’t fake. You know exactly what you and Nikolai have been up to. Why are you trying to confuse yourself?”He stood and walked over to the leather couch, settling into it with the casual confidence of someone who held
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Nikolai’s POVThe fluorescent lights in the police traffic department gave everything a sickly green tint. I’d been staring at grainy security footage for what felt like hours, my eyes burning from the strain. The detective next to me kept rewinding the same thirty-second clip from the hotel parking lot, but it showed nothing, just empty gravel and that flickering neon sign.“There has to be something we’re missing,” I muttered, rubbing my face. My hands smelled like the bitter coffee someone had thrust at me when I first arrived.Behind me, heavy footsteps announced Leonardo’s arrival. I didn’t need to turn around to know it was him.“Any luck?” he asked, already moving toward the monitors.I sighed. “I told you to wait outside.”“He’s my son, Nikolai.” “Detective Ridge,” I called to the graying man coordinating the search. “Adrian was taken by his uncle Francisco. This is Francisco’s brother.” I gestured toward Leonardo without looking at him. “His being here compromises the invest
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Adrian’s POVMy head throbbed where that mountain of a man had struck me, and my mouth tasted like copper and dust. I could feel the soft cushion of the sheet, making me realize they had placed me on a bed. I sat up slowly, fighting waves of nausea as the room spun around me. Sunlight streamed through tall windows, revealing an upscale apartment in what looked like the heart of the city. Modern furniture, expensive art on the walls, the kind of place that cost more per month than most people earned in a year.The sound of cutlery against china drew my attention to the living area. Francisco sat at a polished dining table, having a full course English breakfast. He looked up when he heard me moving, offering a smile that didn’t reach his eyes.“Good morning. Please, join me.”I walked unsteadily into the living room, taking in the scene with growing unease. The massive man who’d knocked me unconscious stood near the windows , his scarred face expressionless. Two other security guard
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Nikolai’s POVThe SOS notification pierced through my consciousness just as my car pulled through the estate gates. The red alert on my phone screen made my blood freeze: Adrian’s location, followed by the automated emergency message that meant he was in immediate danger.I barked orders to the driver before we’d even stopped moving. “Get Gregory and Diego. Full security detail. Now.”Within minutes, we were racing through the countryside toward the GPS coordinates, our convoy of black vehicles cutting through the darkness like predators hunting prey. The tracker led us to Adrian’s abandoned car in the gravel lot of what appeared to be a derelict hotel.My hands shook as I found his phone wedged under the driver’s seat, the emergency beacon still transmitting. The car was empty, driver’s door slightly ajar, keys missing from the ignition. But they couldn’t be far. The timestamp on the SOS showed it had been sent less than thirty minutes ago.“Search everything!” I shouted to Gregory
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Adrian’s POVThe address Francisco had sent led me to a solitary hotel squatted in the middle of nowhere, its neon sign flickering weakly against the blackness of the surrounding countryside. The building looked like newly built, painted all white with a little gardening by the side. I pulled my car into the gravel lot and killed the engine, but left the headlights on for a moment longer. The beams cut through the darkness, revealing nothing but empty space stretching in every direction. No other cars, no signs of life, no indication that this place was frequently assessed. My hands gripped the steering wheel as I tried to calm my racing pulse. Everything about this felt wrong. The isolation, and the way Francisco had insisted I come alone. But the mention of my mother’s danger had overridden every rational instinct I possessed.I turned off the headlights and sat in complete darkness, waiting. My mind suddenly drifted to Nikolai’s and I held my phone wondering-Should I call Nikol
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Nikolai’s pov Two days. I had managed to avoid Adrian for exactly two days, despite his attempts to corner me in hallways, to catch my eye during family meals, to force conversations I wasn’t ready to have. Each time I saw him approaching, I found urgent business elsewhere. Important phone calls. Critical meetings. Anything to avoid those green eyes that silently pleaded for explanations I couldn’t give.The executive floors of our commercial building had become my refuge. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the city’s sprawling maze of lights and ambition, while soundproof walls kept the outside world at bay. I’d been living here more than at the estate, sleeping in the penthouse apartment I’d designed for exactly these kinds of situations.My office door opened without a knock. He dropped a manila folder on my mahogany desk with a satisfying thud.“We found someone,” he announced. “University connection to both the president and Armano. Professor Eleanor Vasquez, comparative lit
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