LOGIN***Megan's POV***
“Ethan, Cole, darling, come over here” I called out to my boys who were all dressed up. “Momma, where are we going again?” Ethan shrugged. “Darling, we're going to somewhere fun, where you'd get to meet new friends.” “You mean school?” “Yes, school” I said grabbing his cheeks, he pouted his lips. I turned to find Cole folding his arms and standing at a corner. “Cole, honey, what's wrong?” He shook his head. “Nervous?” “Well… a little, meeting new friends is fun but I'm sad.” “Why?” I said adjusting his collar. “Don't be so sad, okay, your new friends would love to meet and you don't want them seeing a sad face do you?” He shook his head. “Good, now let's put on a bright smile…” “And go conquer the world!” They shouted in unison, lifting their little hands in triumph. “That's right!” They had on their new school uniform and were looking sharp as ever. Backpack all packed and ready for a fresh start. I ushered them into the waiting car, Kai had offered to get me some guards but I didn't want the attention in this new town, besides the boys hated the crowd. Just a driver and a caretaker were enough due to my very busy schedule combining as a mom, being Lady and my new business Raven Vogue. For today I was driving my kids to their new school by myself. I made my way to Moore academy and I must say, Kai really outdid himself. “Woah..” Cole was the first to react, I smiled lightly. “Uncle Kai really gives his all out for you boys doesn't he?” “Momma, this school is too big!” Ethan gasped, his tiny face pressed to the car window. Cole nodded slowly, eyes wide. “It looks like a castle.” I smiled, getting out of the car while holding their hands as we walked past the gates. “It’s not a castle, my love, but it’s a place where you’ll learn and grow. Remember what we said? New friends, new smiles.” We were greeted warmly by one of the teachers, a kind woman with glasses who crouched to their level. “Welcome, Ethan and Cole! We’re so happy to have you here.” The boys gave shy nods. Ethan hid a grin while Cole clung tightly to my hand. I bent down and kissed their foreheads. “You’ll be fine, okay? Mommy has to go to work now, but I’ll check on you later. Be brave.” Ethan puffed his little chest. “I’ll protect Cole.” Cole frowned. “I don’t need protection.” I chuckled, ruffling their hair. “Both of you protect each other. That’s how it should be.” After handing them over to their class teacher, I lingered a moment longer, watching them settle into their seats. They looked so small, yet I knew they carried my whole world in them. Taking a deep breath, I left the school. My heart tugged, but I reminded myself this was the start of something beautiful. I pulled out my phone and dialled Kai's number. “Meg” his voice rang out. “Settled the boys in?” “Yea… they seem to love it here, thanks Kai, for all you do.” “Come-on, it's nothing, they're just like sons to me you know.” I cleared my throat. “So, about the caretaker you would be getting for the boys, I'd like to interview her myself.” “That's alright, you should come over to the warehouse by 9 then. You could meet her there.” “What? A caretaker who knows about my identity?” “Don't worry about that, you'll know why when you see her.” “Alright, if you say so, got to go now, got some business to handle.” “Ciao” ***** ***Narrator’s POV*** The day went by quickly at Moore Academy. Children played, laughed, and scribbled in their new books. By the closing bell, the halls were filled with chatter as parents and caretakers came to collect their little ones. Ethan and Cole waited quietly on a bench near the fountain. Their driver had been delayed in traffic, so the twins swung their little legs and hummed a song they both made up. Just then, a tall, older man in an elegant suit walked through the yard. His face carried the marks of age, wisdom, and power. It was Don Julian. Joe's father. He had come to speak with the school board about a charity project. But as he passed by the fountain, his steps slowed. His keen eyes softened when they landed on the two boys sitting together. Ethan spotted him first and whispered to his brother, “Look, Cole. That grandpa looks really rich.” Cole blinked. “And scary.” Don Julian couldn’t help but chuckle. Something about the twins pulled him closer. He walked up and stopped before them. “Hello, boys,” his deep voice rumbled kindly. “Why are you sitting here all alone?” Ethan tilted his head. “We’re waiting for our Mom.” Cole, more cautious, studied him. “Who are you?” Don Julian’s lips curved into a rare smile. “Just an old man passing by. But I must say, you two look very… familiar.” The twins glanced at each other, clueless but curious. “You talk like a boss,” Ethan said innocently. Don Julian raised a brow, surprised at the boy’s straightforwardness. “And what makes you think that?” “Because everyone around here looks busy, but you walk like you own the place,” Ethan replied, grinning. Cole tugged at his brother’s sleeve. “Don’t be rude.” Then, looking up at Don Julian, he added softly, “Sorry, sir.” The old man chuckled, the sound deep and genuine. “No need to apologize. Your brother is very observant.” He crouched down so he was closer to their level, his eyes studying their faces. The brown hair, those green eyes, so familiar it made him uneasy. “What are your names?” he asked gently. “I’m Ethan,” said the bolder one, pointing proudly to his chest. “And this is Cole. He doesn’t talk much.” Cole frowned. “I do talk.” Don Julian smiled at their playful bickering. “Ethan and Cole… strong names. How old are you?” “Five,” they said together, their voices almost identical. He nodded slowly, his thoughts racing, though his face remained calm. Five years old. That would mean… The caretaker finally hurried over, bowing quickly when she saw him. “Sir Julian, my apologies. Their driver is almost here.” Don Julian straightened, giving her a polite nod. Then he turned back to the boys, his expression softening once more. “Be good, Ethan and Cole. And remember…” He tapped a finger lightly to Ethan’s chest, then Cole’s. “Courage and kindness will take you far.” Both boys smiled, though they didn’t fully understand. As he walked away, something lingered in Don Julian’s heart. Maybe he was just an old man but he definitely wasn't clueless, those boys reminded him of a younger Joe.****Megan’s POV****I had been in the bathtub for more than an hour, letting the cold water hit my skin while the bath itself did the rinsing, as if that alone could wash away doubt, anger, and memories I no longer wanted clinging to me.The water had gone cold long ago, but I stayed there anyway, curled in on myself, staring at nothing, thinking of everything.Truth was, from the very moment my mother called and asked to meet, I already knew the truth.He sent her.He always did.Still, I wanted to hope. I wanted—just once—to believe my mother had chosen me on her own. I wanted to feel wanted, needed, loved without conditions. I wanted to believe the woman who carried me for nine months had finally remembered she had a daughter.But hope was a dangerous thing.It made you soft.It made you foolish.It made the fall hurt worse.And sometimes, you had to reopen wounds just to make sure they were really healed.Last night, everything I had been suppressing spilled out. The disappointmen
****Kai’s POV****The last time I stood in Don Julian’s presence, I was still learning how to survive him.Back then, survival didn’t mean strength. It didn’t mean power or confidence. Survival meant obedience. It meant knowing when to lower your eyes, when to keep quiet, when to accept orders without asking questions. It meant swallowing pride.Back then, I was his weapon and now I was no longer that.Today, I was his rival.That truth weighed me down as I drove toward his estate, not like fear, but like restraint. Meeting Don Julian was never something one did lightly.Every step, every word, every silence mattered. One wrong move could cost more than your life—it could cost everything you’d built.That was why I avoided him after returning to the state.I laid low.Moved quietly.Not because I was afraid of him—but because I understood him too well.Don Julian was not a man you rushed. He was a fox. Cunning. Patient. He let men destroy themselves while he waited comfortably in the
****Joe’s POV*****There were only two ways to get rid of a man like Kai.One was to stain his image so badly that even the inferior men would reject him.The other was to erase him completely from the surface of the earth.And I was going to try both.The steering wheel groaned under my grip as I made a sharp U-turn, tires screeching slightly against the asphalt. My phone vibrated again on the passenger seat, the screen lighting up the dark interior of the car.I hadn’t even read the full message before my foot slammed harder on the accelerator.“I followed and tracked him as you ordered,” the text read.“And I found out he has a camp somewhere in Foxglove valley where his gang members operate.”I scoffed, a humorless sound tearing out of my lungs.A camp.Of course he did.Kai never did anything halfway. He built nests before wars, networks before moves, escape routes before attacks. He didn’t just exist — he planned his existence.“What about his personal address, idiot?” I thunder
****Megan’s POV****Something still felt off.Kai showing up at my place unannounced wasn’t strange. He did that all the time. What unsettled me was the way he did it. The way he looked so serious and pissed. The way his eyes scanned my surroundings like he was calculating exits instead of admiring the view.And then the way he spoke.Not a suggestion but an order—That I resumed intense training.It wasn’t that I disagreed with him. Training was long overdue. Hell, I’d been thinking about it myself. But the way it came off his lips—wasn’t like the Kai I knew.This wasn’t the man who teased me during drills.This wasn’t the man who laughed when I knocked him flat during sparring.This wasn’t the man who usually softened his commands with humor or concern.This Kai was… different.He noticed my stare almost immediately.That’s what unsettled me even more.He flashed a bright smile, sudden and forced, like he’d remembered to put it on. His fingers reached out and pinched my cheek lightl
****Kai’s POV****I wasn’t exactly proud of the way I slipped out of Megan’s question earlier.A half smile and a soft touch to her cheek.Distraction has always been my strongest weapon. I’d used it in interrogations, negotiations, executions—moments where hesitation meant death.But using it on Megan?That felt wrong beyond words.Still, it worked.For now.She’d studied my face closely when I told her I was only worried about her safety, the way I always was. Her eyes searched mine, sharp and suspicious.I almost failed her then.Almost let the truth slip out with my breath.But then she smiled.And that smile destroyed me more than the guilt of the piling truths It was the only excuse I could come up with after my expression betrayed me. Megan wasn’t naive—not anymore. She didn’t believe things easily. She questioned everything.But she trusted me.So she chose to believe me.If Megan knew—If she truly knew…I wouldn’t just lose her.I’d deserve it.There was one thing Megan hat
****Joe’s POV****I broke the speed limit between my building and Megan’s fashion store, one hand gripping the wheel, the other wrapped around the ghost of Kai’s throat.If he wanted to play with my life, my wife, my father…Fine.We’d play by my rules now.But first—I needed one thing.A truth.Just one.Was Megan in on his game?The Megan I knew years ago—soft, fragile, naive—she wasn’t capable of scheming. But people changed. Pain changed them. Neglect changed them. And maybe I had made her colder too.I refused to believe she’d betray me.But tonight, everything felt possible.I pulled into the store’s private parking, stepped out, slammed the door a little too hard, and walked in with the kind of anger that made the walls breathe.The receptionist blocked my path like she’d suddenly developed courage.“I’m sorry, Mr. J, but you can’t go in.”I blinked slowly. “Megan and I have an appointment. Have you forgotten that?”“Well… she cancelled everything.” She winced, like saying it p







