เข้าสู่ระบบ🔥 What will happen when Michael steps into the study? Will Fernando’s secret stay hidden, or will the shadows betray him? 👉 Stay tuned for the next explosive chapter.
Fernando’s POVI knew Roberto was going to shoot me, I saw it in his eyes. There was no hesitation left in him, no uncertainty, no fear.Only determination.He had made peace with the possibility of dying for Theo and somehow, that angered me more than the gun pointed at my chest."Roberto," I said quietly. "Think about what you're doing."His grip tightened around the weapon."I have thought about it" he said.I scoffed then Roberto's jaw clenched."You know this is all your fault" he said.I stared at him."Me?""Yes."His voice trembled with anger."You came back into Michael's life, and everything fell apart."I almost laughed."Everything fell apart because Theo couldn't accept that Michael is capable of making his own choices" I replied. "You're not innocent either" he said."I never said I was" I said then pointed my own gun at him.Mortis stepped between us."Enough."Neither of us listened then Mortis looked around nervously."Both of you, lower your weapons" he said.Robert
Fernando’s POVThe jet disappeared beyond the clouds, but I couldn't move. I stood there staring at the empty stretch of sky as though the aircraft might suddenly turn around and come back.Michael was gone, Henry was gone and Theo had taken them.My breathing became heavier."I need to know where they're going" I said."We'll find out" Mortis reassured me.I turned sharply toward the airport building."I need the destination now" I said.Mortis followed."Don Fernando, don't do anything stupid" he warned but I ignored him.We rushed into the terminal, and I immediately approached the nearest airport employee behind the counter."You."The young man looked up nervously."Sir?""What destination is that private jet that just departed headed?" I asked. He blinked."I'm sorry, sir. I don't have that information" he said.My jaw tightened."Why?""Private flight information is confidential" he answered. I leaned across the counter."My husband and my son are on that aircraft" I pleaded.
Fernando’s POVThe engine roared beneath me as I pressed my foot harder against the accelerator.The road blurred into streaks of gray and green but I barely noticed the traffic anymore, I barely noticed the horns.All I could see was the tracker on my phone sitting in the cup holder, the small blinking indicator showing Michael's location.He was still at the airport and every second mattered."Don Fernando! Slow down" Mortis shouted beside me.I didn't look at him."No.""You are driving too fast" he said."I don't care" I replied. "You're going to get us killed before we even reach the airport" he said."Then we'll die on the way" I retorted. Mortis stared at me."That isn't reassuring."I tightened my grip around the steering wheel."I don't have time to be careful" I said.My heart was pounding violently. I couldn't stop thinking about Michael's face, the last time I had seen him, the last conversation we'd had and the fact that he hadn't answered any of my calls.Something was
Theo’s POVThe sight of Michael being carried toward the private jet should have made me feel relieved. Instead, it made something inside my chest tighten.Two of my guards carried him carefully between them, his unconscious body completely limp. Another pair followed with Henry.Henry looked younger when he was unconscious, almost peaceful and somehow, that made everything worse."Careful," I ordered. "Don't drop either of them.""We've got them, sir."Kim stood several feet away. She hadn't said a word since the guards had injected Michael and Henry but I could see the anger in her face."Kim."She looked at me."Don't try to explain this to me" she said.I sighed."I think you need to listen before you decide what you think happened" I replied. "I saw what happened. You had them drugged" her voice trembled."They were trying to run.""Because they didn't want to go!" She said.I glanced toward the jet."That's precisely why I had to do it."Kim shook her head as se stepped closer.
Fernando’s POVMy eyes flicked toward the road behind the men surrounding us, as though I could somehow see through the distance and reach the airport with sheer force of will.I couldn't. The only thing standing between me and Michael was a group of armed men, and Santiago's nephew leading them.I stared at him again."You've wasted enough of my time" I said.The young man smiled."I don't think you understand your situation, Don Fernando.""I understand it perfectly" I said then glanced at the guns surrounding me. "You found me. Congratulations."His smile disappeared."My name is Adrian Santiago" he said then stepped closer. "I've spent years looking for you.""And now you've found me" I replied. He pointed his weapon directly at my chest."I don't just want to kill you. I want everything you left behind" he said.I stared at him."What exactly do you think belongs to you?" I asked.He spread his arms."Everything from your empire, your assets, your influence to your family" he an
Michael’s POVHenry remained in the car and he didn't move. He didn't reach for the door, didn't even look toward the private jet waiting several metres away.He simply sat there with his arms crossed tightly over his chest, staring through the opposite window as though the entire airport didn't exist.Theo's patience finally snapped."Henry, get out of the car."Henry didn't respond then Theo stepped closer."I said get out" he ordered. "I'm not going."Theo's jaw clenched."Don't start this again.""I'm not starting anything" Henry replied. Kim immediately reached for Theo's arm."Dad, please."He pulled his arm away."Kim, he needs to understand that we're doing this for his own safety."Henry finally looked at him."Then why does it feel like I'm being kidnapped?" He asked.The words silenced everyone and Theo's face hardened."That's enough" he warned."No, it isn't."Henry opened the car door slightly but didn't step out."You keep telling me we're going somewhere safe, but yo
Archer’s POV I stood in the middle of the empty café, the scent of roasted coffee beans thick in the air, mingling with the faint tang of cleaning chemicals. My eyes were still fixed on him—Michael. My pulse thundered in my ears. It was as though I had been struck by lightning. All this time, se
Michael’s POVI watched Eliot’s car drive away, the tires humming low against the dark pavement as the red tail lights faded into the night. That was one if the most awkward rides I've taken and I have been in Fernando’s car before. My arms were crossed, body leaning against the brick wall beside
Michael’s POV The night air was crisp as Ivy and I stepped out of the café, the heavy door swinging shut behind us with a satisfying thud. I glanced over at Ivy. She looked exhausted but content. I couldn’t help the question that had been gnawing at me all day.“Did you know?” I asked, shoving m
Michael’s POVI couldn’t sleep. Again.The room was cold—colder than it should have been. The kind of cold that seeped under your skin and curled around your bones. I sat on the edge of the bed, elbows on my knees, hands clasped so tightly they trembled. My jaw ached from how hard I was clenchin







