Outside, voices broke the hush of the forest path as the car rolled to a stop in front of Lyra’s secluded home. Elias stepped out first, helping Lyra down carefully, his hand steady at her waist. Celeste and Camelle were already marveling at the lake view when a commotion rose from behind. Footsteps crunched over gravel, followed by familiar laughter.“I didn’t invite you three,” Elias muttered sharply the moment Theo, Rio, and Kade appeared from the other car, trotting up the stone steps like they owned the place. His eyes narrowed, irritation plain as he turned to face them.Theo, grinning, threw his hands up.“Relax, boss. You didn’t have to invite us… we invited ourselves.”Rio slung his arm lazily over Kade’s shoulder, smirking.“What kind of friends would we be if we didn’t make sure Lyra got home safe too? You can’t hog all the credit.”Kade, quieter but equally stubborn, lifted a brow.“Besides, it’s not like you can keep us out of this. We’ve stuck by you in worse situations.
Elias pushed the heavy back door open with his shoulder, careful not to spill the paper bag in his hands. The corridor was quiet here….no reporters, no flashing cameras, only the low hum of the hospital lights. He exhaled slowly, with relief loosening his chest. Outside, the media circus still crowded the main entrance, hungry for any glimpse of Lyra.He tightened his grip on the coffee cup and pastry bag, the warmth seeping into his palms. He knew she liked her coffee with just a touch of milk, no sugar, and her favorite pastry almond croissant dusted with powdered sugar. He wanted to see her face when she realized he remembered.When he stepped into her room, the first thing he saw was Lyra, sitting upright against the pillows, her hair falling loosely around her shoulders. Her blue-moon eyes lifted at the sound of the door, and they softened instantly.“Elias,” she whispered, the corners of her lips curving faintly.He crossed the room in a few strides, setting the coffee and pastr
Morning Breaking NewsThe headlines hit like a thunderclap.BREAKING: Moreno heiress and CEO Lyra Moreno targeted in a kidnapping attempt, now recovering in a private hospital. The statement confirms fiancé Elias Vale led the recovery effort. Sources say the attack is linked to internal sabotage.It was official. Lyra's face pale, elegant, unreadable flashed across every screen, every newsfeed, every gossip blog. That signature cold stare had never looked so powerful.On television, a publicist stood outside the glass-fronted hospital, speaking carefully into a nest of microphones. "Ms. Moreno is recovering. We're grateful for everyone's support. She will make a full recovery. No further comments at this time."But the damage was already done.Across town, Beatrice Moreno's teacup shattered on the floor. Porcelain shards skittered across polished tiles as tea spread in an amber pool."She went public?" Beatrice's voice was low, sharp, like the crack of glass.Serene was already pacing
The dockyard reeked of rust and brine, a graveyard of forgotten ships and forgotten men. Chains swung in the sea breeze, clinking like metronomes keeping time for something inevitable.Valdeck crept between stacks of decaying shipping containers, shadows clinging to him like a second skin. His breath came shallow, every inhale sharp, every exhale strained. He had played this game for years dodging debtors, rivals, crooked cops. Betrayals were nothing new. But tonight was different. Tonight weren't bounty hunters or thugs on a payroll. Tonight, it was her.He lit a cigarette with unsteady hands, the acrid smoke scratching down his throat. The taste of ash did little to smother the unease coiling in his gut. He was about to move again when it hit him that shift in the air, sharp and unnatural.Someone was watching.He turned slowly. At the edge of the lamp's pale halo stood a shadow, tall and still. Too still."Back off!" Valdeck barked, his voice louder than he intended. "I'm armed!"T
Late Morning – Lyra Moreno's Private EstateThe coffee hadn't even finished brewing when Theo started poking around the east wing. The estate was too big, too quiet, and far too suspicious for his taste."Why does this place have so many doors?" he muttered under his breath, eyeing what looked like an ordinary side panel. "Is there, like, a secret dungeon?"Naturally, he pressed his palm against it.To everyone's surprise, the panel lit up, scanned his hand, and a calm, feminine voice filled the air."Unknown user. Access permitted as a guest of Lady Lyra Moreno. Welcome, Theo Ocampo."Theo yelped and stepped back as the entire wall slid open.Kade blinked. "Did the wall just talk?"Rio leaned in, eyes shining like a kid on Christmas morning. "I think I'm in love."Inside, instead of a hallway, they found themselves stepping into what could only be described as a futuristic command center. Smooth, white panels gleamed along the walls, each surface touch responsive. Voice-activated lig
There was silence for a moment, then her grandfather's voice cut in, gruff but trembling. "You better not scare us like that again, Lyra. You hear me? I don't care how smart or stubborn you think you are. You're our granddaughter, and you're not allowed to have heart attacks before our bedtime."Lyra let out a weak laugh, one that caught in her chest. "I'll try not to."Elias reached over then, his hand closing warmly over hers, steadying her again. She glanced at him, and he gave the faintest nod."Grandma..." She hesitated, twisting the edge of the blanket between her fingers. "There's something else I need to tell you."Her grandmother sniffled. "What is it, darling?"Lyra took a breath, her eyes locked on Elias's. "I'm... moving out of the house."Her grandfather barked a short laugh. "About time. That place was choking life out of you. But where are you going? With whom?"Lyra's lips curved into the smallest smile, though nerves tugged at her chest. "With Elias."For a heartbeat,