Mag-log inTheo’s POVI hadn’t planned for this, not like this, not this fast. One second, I was in watching, calculating, blending in like just another face in the crowd, the next Marlo Ramirez was sitting across from me, looking at me like I was something he had already figured out.My heartbeat was loud in my ears, but I forced my breathing to stay steady.Panic would get me killed here.“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, keeping my tone neutral, my expression blank.Marlo didn’t react immediately. He just watched me, like he was peeling through layers I didn’t even realize I had then he smiled.“You should,” he said quietly.That smile didn’t reach his eyes.I leaned back slightly in my chair, forcing myself to relax into the role I was playing.“You’ve got the wrong person, I just came here to eat” I replied, shrugging faintly. “Did you?”The question wasn’t loud, but it carried weight.“Yes.”“And the car?” he asked.I frowned slightly.“What car?”“The one that has been be
Theo’s POVI should have turned back.That thought crossed my mind more than once as I followed the sleek black cars cutting through traffic like they owned the road.But I didn’t, I couldn’t because now that I had seen him there was no going back to pretending this was just another problem I could solve logically.My fingers tightened around the steering wheel as I kept a careful distance, my eyes locked on the car ahead. I made sure not to get too close, just enough to keep them in sight, just enough to track their movements without drawing attention, at least that was the plan but my mind wasn’t calm enough to fully execute it.Everything inside me was on edge, hungry for answers.“What the hell are you doing here?” I muttered under my breath, my gaze narrowing slightly.The cars took a turn and I followed.My phone rang and the sound cut through the tension, loud and abrupt.I glanced at the screen. I hesitated for half a second before answering, keeping one eye on the road.“Yea
Theo’s POVThe line went dead, just like that with no warning, no hesitation or explanation.Michael had hung up on me.I tightened my grip on the steering wheel, my jaw locking so hard it actually hurt. The faint hum of the engine beneath me did nothing to calm the storm building in my chest, instead, it only made everything feel louder, more irritating.“What the hell is your problem, Michael” I muttered under my breath.The empty passenger seat beside me felt heavier than it should have. It still carried the ghost of him, his silence, his distance, the way he looked at me like he wanted to say something but never did.It was getting old.I exhaled sharply, running one hand through my hair before gripping the wheel again. My thoughts refused to settle. They circled the same questions over and over again, each one more frustrating than the last.Why is he hiding things from me? Why does he keep shutting me out? And most importantly, what the hell is he involved in?Nothing about Mich
Michael’s POVAshley was already moving, checking the corners of the room like he could somehow be hiding in plain sight.“Henry, this isn’t funny!” she called out, her tone sharper now, laced with tension she wasn’t even trying to hide.Nick crouched near the desk, scanning the floor, his eyes moving quickly, methodically.“He really didn’t take his things,” he muttered.I followed his line of sight and my chest tightened.“He wouldn’t leave without them” I said.“No, he wouldn’t” Nick agreedAshley turned toward us.“We need to find him immediately.”I just stood still, numerous scenarios playing in my head.Ashley stepped closer, her voice lower now.“Michael we have to operate with the mindset that he might have been taken”“I said no.”My hands dragged through my hair, my thoughts spiraling too fast, jumping from one possibility to another, each worse than the last.“They couldn’t have gotten in here, not without being seen” I said. “Unless they already had access,” Nick counter
Alpha Kael’s POVShe trembled beneath me, her fingers digging into the linen on the bed beneath her.My hands tightened around her hips, my grip firm, unyielding, anchoring her in place as I dictated the rhythm between us. Every movement I made with pushing a few length of my cock inside her was deliberate, my breats swinging to the rthym. I was testing her, pushing her, breaking her down piece by piece just to see where she would finally crack.Her voice spilled into the room again, unsteady, strained, her breath catching in ways she clearly couldn’t control anymore.But beneath it there was something else that didn’t suggest she was exhausted or being defeated. I leaned forward slowly, my chest brushing against her back, my breath ghosting along the curve of her ear.“Give up. You’re already falling apart” I murmured, my voice low but filled with quiet authority. I felt the subtle shift in her body but instead of breaking she shook her head using a small movement.“No.....don’t
Michael’s POVThe building came into view faster than I expected or maybe everything just felt faster now.“That’s it,” Nick said, easing the car into the driveway of the compound.I nodded silently, my eyes scanning the perimeter. This place was safer than anywhere else right now.Henry leaned forward slightly in his seat, looking out the window.“We’re going here?” he asked.“Yes,” I replied.He frowned.“In my school uniform?”Ashley let out a small breath from the backseat.“We didn’t exactly have time for a wardrobe change.”Henry slumped back slightly.“This is so weird.”“You’ll survive,” Nick said lightly.Henry shot him a look.“I know I will. That’s not the point.”I didn’t respond. The real point was that he had to survive and I wasn’t willing to take chances anymore, not after what we just saw.Nick parked the car smoothly, turning off the engine.“Alright, let's go,” he said. We all stepped out.The morning air felt different here but even then I couldn’t shake the feeli
Michael's POV Henry's tiny arms clung to me like I was the last thing holding his world together. His sobs shook his entire body, and each one pierced straight through my chest like needles. “Why did he say that?” he choked out between hiccupping cries. “Why did dad say that? Did I do something wr
Fernando’s POV I watched from the porch, the morning sun casting long, golden shadows across the gravel driveway. Ashley stood by her modest gray car, a reusable bag of cookies in one hand and a water bottle tucked under her arm. She was meticulously arranging things in the trunk, making room be
Michael’s POV The sun was still high up in the sky, pouring it's golden streeks outside Ashley’s apartment window. The street was still, save for the two stone-faced bodyguards loitering outside the building entrance like shadows glued to the sidewalk. Their presence was a constant reminder th
Archer’s POV I sat behind my desk, staring blankly at the documents that had been piling up like bricks of guilt. Contracts, acquisition reports, and memos that required my signature. Important things, by any definition. But in the grand scheme of things, they meant nothing. Not when the one per