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The walls were closing in.
That’s how it felt for Tessa as she stood in front of the mirror in the guest room Lady Bianca assigned to her. She could still feel the soreness of childbirth in her bones but here she was, stuffed into a designer gown.
“You need to leave,” Chloe whispered from behind, pacing round the room. “Tonight…”
Tessa turned to her, confused. “What are you talking about? Leave to why? Why would I leave?”
“You need to run away. You can’t stay here anymore.” Chloe said.
Tessa’s lips parted, but no sound came out. Chloe stepped closer, her voice and expression stern. “You said it yourself, Tessa. You don’t trust him. You’re afraid he’s going to throw you out any moment. What if that day is tomorrow? Where will you go to? The dorm? Impossible. How long can you survive with three million? You have student loans to repay.”
“But my babies…” Tessa stuttered blinking her eyes in disapproval.
“Exactly! The babies! How will you take care of them? You’ve got a house? No. Ares already signed the birth certificates,” Chloe interrupted. “That’s what you want, right? Security. A name. They have it now.”
Tessa blinked back tears. “I can’t just leave them, Chloe.”
“Listen to me,” Chloe said, grabbing her shoulders. “They’re powerful, Tessa. If they throw you out, they’ll keep them. They’ll make sure you never see them again. But if you leave now, quietly, you can figure out a way to fight for them legally…in future. You need distance. You need time. You need to survive first.”
Tessa’s voice cracked. “They’re newborns…”
“And they have enough nannies, two nurses, and Lady Bianca who would kill for those babies,” Chloe said bluntly. “They’ll be fine for now. You? You won’t be if you stay.”
Tessa turned to the mirror again, barely recognizing the reflection that stared back.
Was this really her life now?
“Is leaving necessary?” Tessa asked. “I don’t see why I should leave.”
“If Ares throws you and the babies out tomorrow, what will you do?” Chloe asked. “Where will you go to?”
Tessa sighed in defeat. “I don’t know.”
“But if you leave now, he won’t throw them out.” Chloe grabbed her wrist. “Come on. I have a plan.”
***
The Langford estate was buzzing with artificial smiles and clinking champagne flutes. Everyone dressed in white and gold, celebrating an engagement that neither party had acknowledged.
Ares stood in the center of it all, sipping whiskey with a brooding glare, eyes scanning for one person.
Tessa.
Julian approached him, careful. “You’ve seen her?”
“No,” Ares muttered, looking around.
“She looked uncomfortable earlier. I thought she was stepping out for air.”
“She wouldn’t just leave,” Ares said quickly, too quickly.
Julian narrowed his gaze. “Are you sure?”
Ares said nothing.
***
Chloe pulled Tessa by the hand, weaving through the servant quarters and sneaking past the camera blind spots. They slipped out through the back kitchen and disappeared into the night, leaving behind the lights, the noise, the diamonds.
Once they reached the car, Chloe threw open the passenger door. “In. Now.”
Tessa hesitated just once. Her body trembled. Her heart twisted.
Then she got in.
“It doesn’t feel like I’m doing the right thing.” She blurted out.
“Just trust me.” Chloe said.
***
Ares searched the gardens. The nursery. Her room.
She was nowhere.
Panic rose like bile. He called her but he got no answer. He called again after thirty minutes, still nothing.
He stormed down the hallway, Julian on his heels. “She’s gone.”
Julian paused. “Gone? You mean left the party?”
“No.” Ares turned sharply. “Gone. Gone.”
Julian inhaled slowly, watching him. “Do you think she found out about our plan?”
“Your plan your mean? That I didn’t agree with.” Ares’s jaw tensed. “I don’t know.”
They rushed to the front gates. The guards looked confused. “We didn’t see anyone leave, sir.”
***
They drove through the night in silence at first. Tessa sat stiffly, staring ahead. The city blurred behind them as the highway opened into dark countryside roads.
Chloe finally broke the silence. “We’ll go to Pinewood. My aunt has a cabin. She’s out of the country till next month. No one will find you there.”
Tessa nodded, still trying to breathe through the ache in her chest. “I left them.”
“No, Tessa. You protected them. They’re safe. You need to be, too.” Chloe said with a faint smile.
Tessa looked away, tears rolled silently down her cheeks.
By the time Chloe’s car reached the mountainside, the sun had begun to rise. The cabin was tucked into the woods, quiet and remote. Perfect.
Inside, Tessa collapsed onto a sofa, breathless and numb.
Chloe handed her a cup of warm tea. “Rest. You’re safe.”
But Tessa didn’t feel safe.
***
Back at the estate, Ares stood in the dim nursery, looking down at the four peacefully sleeping babies. Their tiny chests rose and fell in sync. One had her eyes. Another had her chin.
But she wasn’t here.
“She’s really gone.” Julian said. “Oh boyyyyy…”
Ares glared at them in confusion and fear. “What am I to do with four babies that aren’t mine?” Tears rolled down his cheeks.
Please let her go“Excuse me—please, I’m looking for Detective Morenike,” Tessa said, almost breathless as she pushed through the swinging glass doors of the police station. The faint smell of old files and disinfectant clung to the air. It was past midnight, yet the front desk still buzzed with murmured voices, papers, and the hum of ceiling fans struggling against the Lagos humidity.The officer at the reception desk looked up. “Madam, she’s in Interrogation Two. Who should I say is asking?”“Tessa. Tell her it’s about Ayisha Bello.”The officer nodded and disappeared down the narrow corridor. Tessa exhaled shakily, rubbing her palms together. Her phone had been vibrating nonstop, missed calls from Julian, messages from Chloe, updates from the hospital but she couldn’t think about any of that now.All she could think about was Ayisha. She had been looking for her for days now. Thank God she could find her.Ayisha, who had been caught in the web of Ethan’s madness. Ayisha, who had tr
Love in the air“Do you ever wonder,” Ares murmured, staring through the small oval window, “why the people we trust the most are always the first to destroy everything we built?”Lila turned her head slightly, studying him beneath the warm, dim glow of the cabin lights. The jet hummed softly, slicing through the night sky, an endless blanket of darkness stretching beyond the glass.“I don’t think they mean to,” she said quietly. “Sometimes, people just forget that love isn’t ownership.”Ares’s laugh was tired. The kind of laugh that carried too many unspoken things. “My father didn’t forget. He planned every step, every signature, every transfer while my mother trusted him with her life.”Lila’s eyes softened. “You sound like you’ve been fighting for too long.”“I have.” His voice dropped lower. “He’s not just taking her company, Lila. He’s taking her sanity. When the hospital called and told me she collapsed again, I knew it wasn’t just the stress, it was heartbreak. He’s filing for
High school crush Julian moved to the window and looked out over the city. It felt dangerous and raw, as though something was always about to explode. He hated that feeling. He hated that it had followed Ares and dragged his mother into it. He turned back when he heard the quiet sound of shoes on linoleum.Chloe stood in the doorway, as if she had appeared from nowhere. She wore a long dark coat, collar turned up against the cold, and a cigarette smoldered between her fingers. The smoke hung over her. Her face was partly shadowed, but her eyes were clear and bright in their way, sharp as glass.Julian’s lips thinned. He watched her, assessing, and for a sliver of time he remember the Tv footage OG Chloe’s presence at Deez, the way she’d orchestrated fear until the police came. She didn’t see him approach. He stepped into the corridor with easy, slow movements. She exhaled, watching the smoke curl into the ceiling.“Done smoking?” Tessa said, voice cool and crisp. “Maybe now you can
Quiet Rooms, Passing Faces“Are you sure they’ll sleep?” Julian asked as he crouched by the bed, one hand smoothing the duvet over Jamal’s small chest.The drive back to the mansion was exhausting. Dorcas smiled without looking up from where she tucked Pretty in, her usual movements steady and patient. “They’ve always been good at bedtime when they’re tired. Your driving did them in, Mr. Julian.” She reached for Kamal’s hand and laid it over the blanket like a benediction.Kamal’s lashes fluttered. Jamal’s breathing had already shifted from hiccuped to even. Pretty’s small fists relaxed. Beauty, last to be tucked, clutched a faded stuffed elephant and blinked at Julian with sleepy trust before settling.Julian felt something in his throat tighten, a soft, private ache he rarely allowed himself to name. Four small faces, his friends’ faces lined up in the soft glow of the nursery lamp, and for a moment the world outside the mansion’s tall hedges and iron gates slipped away to nothing
Bloodline War“Tell the pilot to prep the jet. We leave in ten.”Ares’s voice was sharp, controlled but the fury behind it cracked through every word like lightning. He stood in the middle of the hangar, still in the same black shirt from the hospital, his sleeves rolled up, his hair disheveled, eyes burning with sleepless rage.Tessa and Chloe stood a few feet away, watching him in silence.“Ares, think about this first,” Chloe said finally. “You just got your mother admitted an hour ago. She needs you here.”He turned, his stare cutting through her. “She needs her life back. And the man who destroyed it is waiting for me in another country.”Tessa stepped forward carefully. “What if he doesn’t listen? He’s your father. He knows exactly how to push you.”Ares gave a humorless laugh. “Then I’ll push back harder.”The pilot approached, helmet tucked under his arm. “Sir, the jet is ready. Clearance has been approved.”Ares nodded once and walked toward the stairs. He paused halfway, gl
The Man Behind the Curtain“Mom, what do you mean the Tokyo branch isn’t ours anymore?”Ares’s voice cut through the thick air of the suite like a knife. Papers lay scattered across the mahogany table, the laptop screen still open with documents flashing in red, Ownership Transfer Successful.Lady Bianca stood frozen, her trembling hand gripping the back of the chair for balance. She had been staring at the screen for the past two minutes, unable to process what she was reading.“It’s gone,” she whispered finally, her voice breaking. “The Tokyo properties, the warehouse in Osaka, even the accounts connected to them,” she swallowed hard, blinking through her tears, “Your father took everything. Everything in America too. Every single thing. All our accounts are frozen.”Ares stared at her, the muscle in his jaw twitching. “That’s impossible. He can’t just…”“He can.” Bianca’s eyes lifted to meet his. They were red, hollow, almost empty. “They were under his name, Ares. He transferred t







