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Chapter 57: 2 years after Aria's 'death'
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His Runaway Queen Chapter 72: Public Lines
*Aria's POV*War is quieter than people think.It doesn’t always begin with gunfire.Sometimes it begins with an invitation.Lucian didn’t sleep.I don’t think he even closed his eyes.By morning, the estate had shifted from defensive to deliberate. No more waiting for my father’s next move. No more reacting.We were going to move first.I stood in Lucian’s dressing room, staring at the row of gowns arranged on the rack.“You’re serious,” I said.Lucian adjusted his cufflinks in the mirror. “Completely.”“This isn’t just a dinner.”“No,” he agreed. “It’s a statement.”Tonight, Lucian would host a private gala at the estate. Not public in the traditional sense – no press, no random guests – but every major political and financial figure in our circle would be there.Including allies of my father.Including rivals.Including people who would carry whatever they saw straight back to him.“You want to make it undeniable,” I murmured.“Yes.”My reflection stared back at me – not the obedie
His Runaway Queen Chapter 71: That night
*Aria's POV*We didn’t leave.That was the first decision.Lucian gave the order to prepare relocation, but an hour later he rescinded it. I watched the shift happen in real time – the moment strategy gave way to instinct.Running would look like fear.And Lucian Drakov does not run.Neither do I.But standing still while my father circles the perimeter like a patient predator?That takes a different kind of courage.--------------------------------------------------The estate transformed before midnight.Security tripled.The outer gates were sealed manually. No remote override. No digital vulnerability.Lucian’s men moved like shadows – efficient, silent, lethal.Adrian was relocated to the interior wing, the one designed like a fortress within the fortress. Reinforced walls. Independent power grid. No external windows.I hated that he even needed such protection.I hated that this was normal in our world.Lucian stood in the control room, sleeves rolled up, tie gone, eyes sharp as
His Runaway Queen Chapter 70: Or else
*Aria’s POV*Tomorrow.Such a simple word.Such a violent deadline.The gates had barely closed behind my father’s car when the air shifted inside the estate. Security doubled. Communications locked down. Lucian’s men moved with quiet urgency, speaking into earpieces, scanning monitors, checking routes.War didn’t start with bullets.It started with preparation.Lucian didn’t let go of me until we were inside.His hand stayed at the back of my neck as if I might vanish if he loosened his grip.“Adrian,” I breathed suddenly.“He’s secured,” Lucian said immediately. “Already moved to the inner wing.”I nodded, but my pulse didn’t slow until I saw my son with my own eyes.Adrian was sitting on the floor of the private lounge, building something out of wooden blocks, blissfully unaware that men were threatening to rip his mother out of his life.When he saw me, he ran.“Mom.”I dropped to my knees and held him so tightly he laughed.“You’re squeezing.”“I know,” I whispered into his hair.
His Runaway Queen Chapter 69: The claim
Aria’s POVI should have known they wouldn’t stay silent forever. That the peace we basked in for days would be broken.Cassian and Lila left, surprisingly at the same time, but business with them didn’t end.So my father and uncle decided to make an appearance again.Men like my father and my uncle don’t accept humiliation.They avenge it.And I humiliated them the night I ran.The night I left Matteo at the altar, and then Lucian shooting him. We knew that he wasn’t dead, but severely injured.The night I chose Lucian.Again.It was late afternoon when the first sign appeared.Not violence.Not blood.Precision.Lucian and I were in the west garden of the estate, Adrian laughing somewhere near the fountain under the careful watch of two guards. For a fleeting second, everything looked almost normal.Almost peaceful.Then Lucian’s phone vibrated.He glanced at it once.And the temperature around him dropped ten degrees.“What?” I asked quietly.He didn’t answer immediately.He handed
His Runaway Queen Chapter 68: Bloodlines and consequences
*Aria's POV*The news didn’t break publicly.It detonated privately.Lucian told his parents before the press could taste it. Before investors could whisper. Before the vultures circled.And I was there when it happened.I don’t think he meant for me to be.But I was.-----------------------------------------------The Drakov estate had a way of swallowing sound. Marble floors. High ceilings. Walls that had witnessed three generations of calculated power plays.Lucian’s parents had returned from Switzerland only days ago. Officially, it was a short visit before returning to oversee expansion projects in Geneva.Unofficially?They were here to assess damage.His mother, Elena Drakov, sat in the drawing room like a queen receiving traitors. Impeccably dressed. Silver threaded through dark hair that never seemed to move out of place.His father, Victor Sinclair, stood near the fireplace, posture rigid, hands clasped behind his back. He looked less like a businessman and more like a gener
His Runaway Queen Chapter 67: The ring on the desk
*Aria’s POV*I wasn’t meant to hear it.That’s the irony.I wasn’t spying. I wasn’t lurking. I wasn’t trying to eavesdrop like some desperate woman clinging to scraps of a man’s life.I was walking down the corridor toward the west wing – toward Adrian’s room – when I saw her.Lila.Standing outside Lucian’s study.Still. Poised. Elegant as ever.But her hand was trembling.That’s what made me stop.The door closed behind her.Soft.Final.Something in my chest tightened.I don’t know why I moved closer.Maybe instinct.Maybe self-sabotage.Maybe I needed proof that I wasn’t imagining the distance between us these past few days.The door hadn’t shut completely. A sliver remained open.And through it, I saw the ring.On his desk.Between them.I couldn’t hear every word. Just fragments.“…concluded.”“…political.”“…mutual.”“…not returning.”Each word felt like a stone dropped into my stomach.She slid the engagement ring off her finger.And placed it on his desk.I watched Lucian’s f
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