MasukDrentI stood up before I had even made the conscious decision to stand.Marcus. Here. In this room, in this building, in this city, standing in that doorway like he had simply stepped out for a while and was now returning to collect what he had left behind. Like no time had passed. Like I hadn't spent years making sure I was so far ahead of him that the gap between us couldn't be closed.My father rose from his seat on the other side of the table, and the smile that crossed his face was one I hadn't seen directed at me in longer than I cared to remember."Marcus," he said, warm, open, the kind of welcome that filled a room. He crossed to him with his arms out and embraced him like a man greeting the son he had been waiting for.I stood there and watched it and said nothing.Marcus returned the embrace and then looked over my father's shoulder directly at me. That smile was still there. Comfortable. Unbothered. The smile of someone who had spent a great deal of time preparing for this
DrentWhere was Javier when you needed him? He should have noticed my ear chip was out long ago. He should have known something was wrong and sent backup by now.But I was still sitting there, still tied up, still hoping for Javier to burst through the door and rescue me and Renata's sick mother.I hadn't expected it to go this way. I had expected an easy extraction, but I guess Javier was right. Maybe I should have involved the police.My hands struggled against the ropes but they didn't come loose. Until finally Theodore walked in with a sick smile on his face. The kind of smile that showed satisfaction, like he had just caught his greatest enemy.I looked up. My expression didn't show fear or panic. The same dominant, fearless look stayed etched on my face, because I wasn't scared of him."You," I gritted.He walked in slowly."I can't believe I have the great and popular Drent Ardent in my home. What a dream come true." The sarcasm dripped from his voice."Your home. I should have
FinnI stood outside the door after I hung up the call, staring at the phone in my hand like it had done something wrong.Renata's voice was still in my ear. The fear in it, the way she had said *please don't hurt them* like she already knew the kind of people we were. Like she had accepted it. I slid the phone into my pocket and leaned against the cold wall, exhaling through my nose.I didn't want to do this.That was the thing nobody asked me. Nobody ever asked me if I wanted to be here, standing in a rotting building with a tied-up man in the back room and a sick woman barely breathing two doors down. Nobody asked if this felt right, or if this sat well with me at night. My father just pointed, and I moved, because that was what I had always done.But lately, something had been shifting.It started with the things Renata had been saying. The things that had been getting back to me, since when i tried to get her expelled from school. She had been talking, and the more I listened, th
DrentJavier spoke in my ear, giving me directions as I eased into the place they would have possibly kept Renata's mom. I arrived at the building. It was a quarters that looked like the kind of place you would never expect kidnapped victims, but there was a high chance things were even worse behind those walls.I smiled slightly. It was perfect. My mind might have seen the obvious red flags and called this dangerous, but Renata and I had already bargained. She was already on her way to stop Payton. I needed to keep my own word and rescue her precious mother.I looked sideways, preparing to go in, as I tapped the little chip on my ear. The chip Javier used to communicate with me and relay pending directions."Bro, I'm in," I said, holding the chip and looking sideways."I think you should tie that loosened hair of yours, bro, because the men I'm seeing behind this wall are going to require your full punching skills.""Don't worry about that. I have like ten men on the ground backing m
PaytonFour hours laterI had the tape and I had a plan and tonight was the night everything finally fell into place.I checked my reflection in the lift doors as they climbed. Hair perfect. Expression composed. The small USB drive was in my clutch and I had played out this moment so many times in my head that walking through it in real life almost felt like a formality. Mr. Cole would see the tape. He would see exactly what kind of man his son was, engaging in a fake relationship just to get the company, making emotional decisions that had no place in the world Drent had been raised to inherit. And then everything would shift.It was already shifting. I just needed to be the one holding it when it did.The lift opened and I crossed the lobby towards the private dining suite the secretary had mentioned when I called ahead. A woman at a small desk near the entrance looked up as I approached."Miss Payton, Mr. Cole is currently with a guest. He asked that you wait in the""He'll want to
DrentI was mid-sentence when my phone lit up.The boys were talking loudly around me, someone had just said something worth laughing at, and I would have laughed if the name on the screen hadn't stopped everything cold.Payton.I stepped away from the table and answered."Drent." Her voice was breathless. Afraid. The performance was immaculate, I had to give her that. "Drent, please, you have to come. These men, they came into the room and they have Renata and I think they're going to hurt her, I don't know what to do""Payton." I said her name once, quietly, and she stopped. "Listen to me very carefully. If you have done anything to Renata, if a single hair on her head has been touched, I promise you that you will regret it."A pause. Then her voice shifted, just slightly. Enough to let the mask slip for exactly one second. "Then you better hurry."She hung up.I was already moving.I told the boys something had come up and I didn't stop to explain. Javier caught my eye on the way o
DrentI walked into my office to maybe clear my head. Despite all the parties I had attended with Renata, the second kiss she gave me at the barbecue party that made me like it maybe a little too much, and the approval my father was already giving, all of it didn't seem to make me feel better. Beca
RenataMy heart was beating fast.I knew Drent proposing in front of everyone was going to make things even more complicated, more real, more impossible to walk back from. The crowd around us hummed with warmth and laughter and the clinking of glasses, completely unaware of the storm turning inside
DrentI couldn't believe I was literally being threatened because I revisited my past life one last time, and I was this close to victory. Victory in the sense of claiming my father's empire.I couldn't even go home as the thought bothered me. How could I be so careless that I was recorded making o
DrentThe applause soon faded, the unexpected kiss between me and Renata had amused everyone. I didn't know we had the attention of everyone, and most especially, my father, who seemed to stand from afar with a smile of approval.That alone made me feel so close to getting the company than ever, bu







