LOGINMegan Clarke has always been invisible until one wild night changes everything.A powerful billionaire.A banned mistake.And a child he must never know about.When suffering waiter Megan crosses paths with Larry Trent, the city’s most cruel real estate tycoon, their worlds should have stayed apart. But a single night of desire shatters that line. Larry walks away, sure she’s a cunning stranger. Megan walks away with a secret she’ll guard at any cost.Two years later, fate throws them together again… and this time, Larry sees a boy with his own dark grey eyes.Now he wants the truth.He wants the child.And he wants Megan under his roof.But in Larry’s glittering, dangerous world, enemies lurk at every corner—jealous exes, power-hungry cousins, and spies who’d do anything to tear them apart. Megan must escape their plans, fight for her son, and face the man who once broke her heart.He’s determined to take them both.She’s determined not to fall for him again.In a city where money buys everything except trust, can love survive betrayal, regret, and the final test of second chances?
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✿✿✿ Los Angeles, USA, 2019 NIGHTS are so peaceful but mysterious. People take the opportunity of killing, kidnapping, smuggling and doing so many illegal things at night because it's not tumultuous at all. Also people throw most of the parties and peaceful events at night. Every night holds a mystery because of its darkness and opaqueness. I love nights for its mysterious but so clam ambience. No tumultus, no noise, no yelling, no beating and no fear. It's just so tranquil. But when sudden stormy wind starts blowing and dark blue sky turns dark grey, the night never stays calm. It becomes dangerous and more subtle. I love it more because it's just like my life. I was staring at the unremitting elaspe of the dark clouds and the scratches made by the lightning on the thorax of the sky. There's a storm coming in the city. Thinking of a storm, my bedroom door bursts open like the storm hits directly on it. "Robbie! You scared me!" I yell at my big brother who looks kinda scary. "I'm sorry, Li. I'm going through some shit. I'm so sorry." Robbie sits on my bed, grabbing his buzz cut head with both of his hands. His muscular and tall frame almost covered my bedroom. My big brother, Robert Daniels is no good man but he's the best brother in the world to me. "What happened, Robbie? You look... stressed?" I trail off, sitting beside my brother. My fifteen-year-old mind going though a lot of things. Once Robbie told me he is involved in some illegal business including killing people. But I know it's not his fault. Two years ago, my monstrous parents had put a broken glass on my tiny throat and made Robbie promise that he'd join this shitty job. Robbie was twenty years old then and he could just decline and leave the house long ago but he didn't because he cares about me more than his own life. I watch Robbie's tensed frame, gulping the lump continuously like he's walking in the Sahara desert making the tattoo of a dead rose on his neck tremble everytime. Heavy breeze is blowing outside and inside my cozy bedroom but still he's sweating like a pig. His sweaty tanned skin and pale face are reflecting on the mirror every time with the thunderbolts and lightning. "Robbie? Tell me what happened." My grip on his hand tightens. "I have to leave." He whispers, not looking at me. Silence. "But why? Where?" I manage to ask as I feel a lump in my throat. Robbie never left the city. If he had to, he would send the other men in lieu of him. "New York." "Oh, it's okay. You can go, silly. I can take care of myself now." I sigh in relief before rolling my eyes and pat his back. "Here I thought, you killed someone or someone wanted to kill you." I laugh throwing my head back and slam my body on the bed. "It's more horrible than that, Li." He sighs and rubs his palms on his tired face. "Shut up. I know you are concerned about me. But I don't want you to fall in trouble just because of me. Just go and finish your mission." I scoff before kicking his back, that makes his strong tattooed body tilt forward. But he neither laughs nor grumbles this time. He isn't acting like the real Robbie. That Robbie was funny, short-tempered, talkative and sometimes scary. He straightens himself, lowers his head and tilts it a bit so that he can see me, "I'm leaving for ever." I look at him like he's some joker. I know he's joking right now and scaring the hell out of me so that I stop him from going to New York and he can make fun of me in the future recalling this event. "You joking, right? Why would you do that?" I sit up and glare at him. "No, Li. I'm not joking. I entangled myself in some shit and if the boss knows about it, he'll destroy me. If I don't leave they'll also find you and kill you." He sighs. "And you think they won't after you leave? You fucking kidding me?" I laughed. "They don't know about you at all. Plus I can't take you with me because it'll increase the risk of your life. If I leave, then they will just chase after me. But if I take you, you'll also get involved. Trust me, Li. I'll come back for you." He explains and looks at me with helplessness. "I don't understand a single shit that you're talking about!" I raise my voice, pushing myself off of the bed. "Promise me, you'll be strong until then. Please don't miss the karate class. You've to learn self defense. I'm really sorry for everything. I don't want to leave you but I have to. I have to find a safe place for the two of us. I'll come back, I promise." Robbie follows me and grabs my shoulders to calm me down. "Tell me, it's a prank. Robbie, you can't leave me alone with our crazy parents. Tell me everything. We'll definitely find a way together." I look into Robert's grey eyes in hope, but they are motionless. "We have no way, Li. Those bitches won't touch you. I've my people set around you. You've to trust me." With that Robbie hugs me for the last time. He pulls out from the hug after a few moments and makes his way out of the door. My heartbeat quickens as I look at him with teary eyes. "I'll come back for you, if not, just think that I'm dead. Be strong and stay safe, Li." Without giving me a chance to speak or stop him, Robbie disappeared into the pool of darkness. I couldn't process anything that happened a few minutes ago. It's like a nightmare. No, it has to be a fucking nightmare! Robbie would never leave me alone. Once he promised me that he'd protect me over his life. How could he leave so suddenly and easily? I'm nothing but dreaming. I laugh mentally. My father definitely hit me so hard on the head that I start hallucinating. I need to tell Robbie. He'd definitely make fun of me but he'd take me to a doctor. But the feelings was so real. I start crying. I cried so hard until sleep evaded me. But who knew, the next morning was going to change my life? Who knew, the next morning I had to face the bitter truth?MEGAN'S POVI didn’t go to the police. I didn’t go to the FBI. In this city, the official channels are just another layer of the bureaucracy my father and his associates have been grease-padding for thirty years. If I wanted Megan and Liam back tonight, I couldn’t wait for a warrant to be signed by a judge who probably plays golf with my board members.I was back in the mobile command unit, the air thick with the smell of cold coffee and the hum of high-end servers. Marcus was standing over a tech named Miller, who was bypassing encryption layers like he was tearing through tissue paper."The video was a mistake," I said, staring at the frozen frame of Megan’s face on the monitor. "They thought it would discourage me. They thought I’d be too busy reeling from the 'heartbreak' to look at the plumbing of the file.""They used a triple-bounce proxy," Miller muttered, his eyes reflected in the blue light of the screen. "But they got cocky. They used a proprietary compression algorithm
Megan's povThe heavy steel door didn't just close; it felt like it sealed the air out of the room.I was back on the cold concrete, my fingernails torn and bleeding from the struggle. Ten minutes. I’d had ten minutes of freedom. I had made it two hallways down, following the sound of a muffled cartoon playing on a tablet, and I had seen him. Liam was sitting on a rug in a room that looked like an office, surrounded by brand-new toys that felt like insults.I’d almost reached him. I’d whispered his name, and his face had lit up with a hope that nearly broke me. But then a hand had clamped over my mouth, and Julian’s voice had hissed in my ear about how "clumsy" I was.Now, I was back in the box. But I wasn't alone.Vivienne stood by the door, her silk trench coat looking absurdly out of place against the grime of the warehouse. she was holding a small, designer clutch in one hand and a glass of amber liquid in the other. She looked like she was at a gallery opening, not a kidnapp
MEGAN'S POVThe fluorescent light above me flickered with a rhythmic, dying buzz that felt like it was drilling directly into my skull. I didn't know how many hours it had been since the man with the gray eyes had left the room with his silver phone and his cold smiles. All I knew was that the silence was worse than the shouting. The silence meant they were busy doing something else, something to Liam.I sat on the floor, staring at the heavy steel door. My hands were shaking, but I forced them still. I had to be the person I was before the mansions and the emeralds. I had to be the girl who could fix a broken industrial mixer with a paperclip and a prayer.I looked down at the floor. It was mostly bare, but near the corner where the brick met the concrete, I saw a glint of something thin and dark. I scrambled over, my fingernails scraping the grit, and pulled it out.An industrial staple. Thick, heavy-duty, and slightly rusted.It wasn't a lockpick. It wasn't even close. But it
Megan's povI stood there in the flickering light, the cold floor beneath my feet, and realized that for all my talk of independence, I had never been more helpless. I had run away from a cage, only to find myself in a trap. And as the man held up the camera, I knew that whatever happened next, the world I knew was gone forever.Larry's povI stood in the center of the mobile command unit, a blacked-out van idling two blocks away from the Trent Club, and watched the video for the fourteenth time.The screen of my phone was cracked from when I’d gripped it too hard, a jagged line running through Megan’s face. In the video, she looked pale, her hair a mess, standing against a featureless gray wall. Her voice was steady, but it was the kind of steady that only comes from someone holding their breath so they don't scream."Larry, don't come for us," she said on the loop. "I realized I can't do this. I can't live in your world. I’ve taken Liam and we’re going somewhere you can't find
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