LOGINMegan's POVMy eyes kept darting from the door to the clock and back to the door as I and Kai waited patiently in Victoria's office, his hands resting over mine.Suddenly the doorknob twisted open revealing Victoria in all her glory, elegant as always in a fitted black suit and red heels that clicked sharply against the floor.But my chest was too heavy to admire her properly.“Welcome, Ms Megan and—?”“Kai Slayer,” Kai stood up almost immediately extending his hand for a handshake but Victoria only paused for a second, her eyes moving from him to me.“We're together,” I explained softly.A knowing look crossed her face before she finally took his handshake.“Welcome Mr Kai, please have a seat.”Kai nodded calmly and sat back down beside me while Victoria settled into her chair opposite us.“I noted your message from my secretary Mr Kai,” she began calmly, opening a file on her desk, “and I deeply understand the intensity of the situation.”I swallowed hard.The intensity.That was on
Joe's POV“For the first time in my life, Old man, I'm grateful for your interference.”I paced the circumference of Don Julian's study as he sat there in his chair sipping whiskey, ignoring me and glancing through some paper works.I had the DNA papers in my hand, still staring at the figures like a proud gold miner who had finally found gold. It had been impossible to take my eyes off them. The thought of having Megan back in my arms felt like a dream come true.Her and the boys.My boys.The boys who were my exact replica.The Julian bloodline finally restored.For the first time in weeks, I felt alive again.No.More than alive.Victorious.I chuckled to myself remembering the look on Megan’s face earlier that night.Shock.Fear.Panic.And Kai—That bastard looked like someone had pulled the ground from beneath his feet.“You needed to see the look on Megan's face when she saw me in her estate,” I said with a grin. “Holding up the DNA result and that Kai… he knew his position had
Kai’s POVThe first blow landed hard against the fifth man’s stomach.A sick grunt escaped his lips as he doubled over slightly, but he straightened almost immediately, refusing to show weakness in front of the others.Too bad for him, I wasn’t in the mood to admire loyalty.I was furious.Absolutely furious.These men were supposed to be the best. Personally trained. Personally selected. Men trusted with Megan’s safety and the children’s lives.And yet Joe had walked right into the estate like he owned the damn place.“You let—” I drove another punch into the sixth man’s gut, my voice thunderous. “An intruder into the estate because of some stupid emergency call?”The man staggered back, clutching his stomach.“We’re terribly sorry, boss,” the first guard muttered shakily.I turned toward him sharply.“Sorry?” I grabbed the front of his shirt violently, dragging him closer. “Would you still be sorry if something happened to Megan? To Ethan and Cole?”My voice echoed through the train
Megan’s POVEverything was ruined.Every single fragile layer of protection I’d built over six years—gone in one driveway confrontation. The secret of the twins’ paternity, the ironclad security I’d trusted to keep the Julians world at bay, the quiet life I’d carved out with Kai and the boys—it all felt paper-thin now, torn open by Joe’s cold smile and that damning piece of paper.I stood frozen, watching Joe’s car reverse and speed past. He slowed deliberately as he passed the SUV, letting the tinted windows frame the twins’ small, curious faces pressed against the glass. Then—boom—he accelerated, tires biting asphalt like a final taunt, and disappeared around the bend.My knees threatened to collapse.I turned to Kai, panting, trying not to spiral into full panic in front of the boys. “What do we do? Kai… it’s ruined.”“Megan.” His voice, anchor I desperately needed. “Megan, breathe. Get in the car. Take the boys inside, let them freshen up and rest. It’s been a long drive.”I shook
Joe's POV I watched life drain out of Megan's face as she stepped out of the SUV. Shocked to see me right at her gate.“What are you doing here, Joe?” She asked, hands trembling.I smirked walking closer but of course that unpaid guard of hers, Kai stepped in.“Megan,” I snarled, sniffing in excitement. “You’ve been hard to reach. I thought we should talk. Face to face. About the boys.”She trembled, clinging to her sundress as it swung with the wind.“They’re not your concern.” she snarled, eyes blazing, almost piercing my skin. “Aren’t they?”My eyes flicked to Kai, then back to Megan. I was enjoying this, the cold stare on her face and Kai's glare like he was about to explode.I chuckled though a low one as a smile etched on the corner of my lips. “Interesting company you keep these days. But then again… you always did like collecting strays.”Kai didn’t flinch. “Leave, Joe. Now.”This bastard, he still thought he was in control… coming in-between us like he was part of this.“I
Joe’s POVI was a hundred push-ups in when my phone started buzzing like it had a personal vendetta against my peace. Sweat dripped from my brow, stinging my eyes, but I didn’t stop until the vibration became impossible to ignore. One hundred and one. One hundred and two. Then the screen lit up again—relentless.I pushed off the mat, chest heaving, mind still tangled in the same loop it had been running for days: Megan laughing in the front seat of that SUV, Kai’s hand on the wheel like he owned the road, and those two little boys in the back—my boys—oblivious to the storm I was about to unleash.The caller ID flashed: Old Man 🐍I wiped my face with the hem of my shirt and answered. “What’s up, old man?”Don Julian’s voice came through like gravel dragged over concrete.“Come to my study. Now.”The line went dead before I could respond.I stared at the phone for a second, half-expecting it to bite me. Puzzled didn’t even cover it. I tossed the towel aside, grabbed a fresh shirt from
Megan's POV “Hip hip hip hurray!” we all shouted in perfect, chaotic unison.Kai popped the cork on the sparkling grape juice (the “wine” version safe for little hands and my still-nursing-a-headache-from-travel brain), and fizzy purple liquid sprayed in triumphant arcs. Droplets caught the late-a
Joe’s POVThe phone felt like it was burning a hole through my palm. I gripped it so hard the edges dug into my skin, the screen flickering under the pressure as if it might shatter any second. I stared at the message I’d just sent Megan—“I know your big secret”—and the delivered tick mocked me. No
Megan’s POVThe phone sat on the coffee table like a snake. I stared at the screen. The words were still there.“I know your big secret.”My heart dropped so fast it hurt. My fingers turned cold. For a few seconds I forgot how to breathe. I read the message again. And again. The letters didn’t chan
Joe’s POV“Cole!”The other twin—Ethan, I realized—grabbed his brother’s arm firmly, his small fingers tightening with surprising authority. “We’re not supposed to tell strangers.”The word struck harder than I expected. Strangers. It hit me with the weight of someone throwing stones at glass I did







