LOGINMichael’s POVThe taxi ride felt too long.Every second dragged, stretched thin with the weight of everything running through my head. The familiar town blurred past the window but none of it grounded me.I leaned forward slightly, my elbow resting on my knee as I stared ahead, my jaw tight.“Here we are,” the driver said, slowing to a stop in front of the house.Before the car had fully stopped, I was already reaching for the door.“Keep the change,” I muttered, stepping out without waiting for a response.The door shut behind me with a dull thud and just like that I was home.My chest tightened slightly as I walked toward the front door, my steps quick but measured.I unlocked the door and pushed it open.The moment I stepped inside I heard voices and relief hit instantly.I saw Kim, Henry, Nick and Ashley all in the living room.For a second, I just stood there taking it in.“I’m fine,” Henry said quickly, noticing my expression.“I know,” I said, though my voice came out tighter t
Michael’s POVTheo didn’t let go immediately. His grip stayed firm around my arm and that alone was enough to make something in me snap.“Let go,” I said again, quieter this time, but heavier.His eyes held mine, searching, calculating.“Not until you calm down.”“I am calm.”“No, you’re not.”I let out a sharp breath, dragging my arm slightly, testing his hold.“Then you don’t know me as well as you think you do.”His grip tightened just a fraction.“Our kids are safe.”“For now.”“They’re at home.”"That doesn’t change anything with them" I replied. “Michael, what aren’t you telling me?” he pressed, his voice sharper this time. “Nothing.”“That’s a lie.”I held his gaze unflinching.Theo’s expression darkened.“She didn’t just randomly follow them, did she? This isn’t coincidence” he continued. I said nothing.“Why Henry? Why him?” he asked.My chest tightened.“You’re overthinking it,” I said finally.Theo let out a humorless laugh.“Am I?”“Yes.”“She followed your son, Michael
Michael’s POVThe moment her voice came through the phone, I knew something was wrong.Theo had gone completely still beside me, his entire body tightening in a way I had never seen before. The confidence, the arrogance, the calm he always carried so effortlessly was gone, replaced by something raw.“Kim? Talk to me. What happened?” he said again, his voice sharper now, edged with urgency.I didn’t move but every part of me was listening.“I—I’m fine. I think I’m fine” she said quickly, but her voice trembled just enough to betray her. Theo’s jaw clenched.“What do you mean you think you’re fine? Kim, slow down, breathe. Tell me what happened” he snapped, then immediately softened his tone. There was a pause but I could hear her breathing and then she spoke.“Some weird people were following us” she said.My heart dropped and Theo froze.“Who?” he asked carefully.“I don’t know. It was a woman and two men. They kept watching us. Everywhere we went, they were there” she said, her voi
Theo’s POVFor half a second, neither of us moved then reality crashed in.“Shit—” Michael’s voice came out low, strained, and completely different from the way it had sounded moments ago.Another more impatient knock followed.“I know someone is in there,” Anabelle’s voice cut through the door again, cold and commanding. I swore under my breath, already pulling away, my mind snapping into focus.“We need to move,” I said quickly.Michael was already off the bed, grabbing the nearest piece of clothing with more urgency than I had ever seen from him.“This is your fault,” he muttered under his breath as he dragged his shirt over his head.I let out a short, disbelieving laugh as I reached for mine. “My fault? You were just as—”“Not the time, Theo.”Another knock.“Hello???”“Yeah, yeah, coming!” I called out, my tone shifting instantly into something lighter, like nothing was wrong.Meanwhile, everything was wrong.I put my shirt on, barely bothering to smooth it down properly befor
Theo’s POVI felt the moment he gave in. It wasn’t loud or dramatic but it was unmistakable.The shift in his body beneath mine, the way his hand tightened instead of pushing me away, the way his eyes stopped searching for an escape and instead held onto me.That was the moment everything changed.My breath slowed, deepened, as I hovered over him, my gaze locked on his face like I was trying to memorize every reaction before it even happened.“You’re sure?” I asked quietly.I drew down my trousers, my boxers doing it's best to hold back my cock from tearing through. Michael didn’t answer immediately. His eyes moved down to my cock and I could tell he was thinking about it.His chest rose and fell unevenly beneath me, his lips slightly parted as he tried and failed to steady his breathing.Suddenly, his hand moved, sliding up my arm, gripping lightly, not to push but to pull me closer.“That answer your question?” he murmured.A slow smile tugged at my lips.“Yeah, It does” I said sof
Michael’s POVI should have walked away.Even now, standing there with Theo’s breath brushing against my lips, his hand still resting at the back of my neck, I knew exactly what the right decision was.I should step back, create distance and remember why we were here but my body didn’t move.Instead, it stayed right there, caught between resistance and something far more dangerous.Theo didn’t rush me. That was the problem.If he had pushed, forced, demanded, I would have pushed back. I would have had something to fight but he didn’t.He gave me space to choose and that made it worse.“You’re thinking again,” he murmured softly, his voice low, almost brushing against my skin.“I should be,” I replied, though it came out quieter than I intended.“Then stop” he said.“I can’t” I replied, for some reason. “Then don’t” he said.My breath caught slightly, like none of our plans so far mattered, like what we were about to do wasn’t reckless, wasn’t dangerous, wasn’t wrong.His fingers shif
Michael's POVHenry tugged on my sleeve like his life depended on it.“Michael,” he whined softly, dragging out my name the way only a child who was very hungry could. “I want a snack.”I looked down at him and sighed, though there was no real frustration in it. If anything, Henry asking for food w
Michael’s POVI almost didn’t recognize myself. I stared at my reflection like it belonged to a stranger.The man staring back wore a tailored black suit that hugged his shoulders perfectly. The white shirt beneath was crisp, the cufflinks gleaming softly under the warm light. My hair had been styl
Fernando’s POV I’ve walked into a lot of dark places in my life but the silence inside that abandoned warehouse was unlike any of them. It pressed against my ribs, heavy and suffocating, like it already knew what I was about to hear and was waiting to crush me with it.Don Santiago stood there amo
Michael’s POV The creak of the door opening made me freeze in place. I had been sitting by the window, waiting for Fernando to return with Ashley, when I heard the familiar sound.“Dad!” Henry’s small voice rang out, full of energy and warmth. He ran to meet him while I followed quickly behind him







