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Chapter 89: Rescue
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His Runaway Queen Chapter 93: The glitch
*Lucian's POV*The Drakov estate was a skeleton of its former self.Scaffolding clung to the east wing where the explosions had scorched the stone. The smell of wet ash and fresh lumber hung heavy in the air, a constant reminder of how close Malcom had come to bringing the walls down.I stood in the operations center–the only room fully functional. Screens flickered with blue light, displaying camera feeds, perimeter sensors, and thermal overlays.Nikolai stood beside me, his arms crossed, staring at a monitor that showed a red blinking light on the eastern grid."It’s happened again," Nikolai said, his voice tight with frustration.I leaned in. "The same sector?""Sector 4. The blind spot near the river."We had swept that area three times since the attack. We had repaired the wiring, replaced the cameras, and stationed two-man teams on rotation. Yet, every night between 3:00 AM and 4:00 AM, the system reported a "ghost" reading. A shadow that wasn't there."Equipment failure?" I ask
His Runaway Queen Chapter 92: The engineer
*Aria's POV*The penthouse felt different after his parents left. It wasn't that anything had moved–every vase, every rug, every piece of art was exactly where it had been for years. But the air felt thinner, as if Victor and Elena had sucked the oxygen out of the room along with their judgment.I stood in the nursery, watching Adrian play with a set of magnetic tiles. He was building a tower, his small brow furrowed in concentration. He hadn’t spoken about the bunker, or Silas, or the men with guns. He played in silence, a silence that terrified me more than the nightmares I knew were coming."Mommy, look," he said suddenly, his voice a soft rasp. "It's a castle.""It's a beautiful castle, baby," I said, kneeling beside him. "Who lives in the castle?""A dragon," he said simply, placing a red tile on top. "But he's a good dragon. He keeps the bad guys out."My throat tightened. I stroked his hair. "Yes. He does."The doorbell chimed.I froze. My heart rate spiked instantly, a Pavlovi
His Runaway Queen Chapter 91: The weight of Dynasties
*Aria’s POV*The peaceful silence of the penthouse was shattered by the sharp, rhythmic knocking on the front door. It wasn't the tentative knock of a servant or the alert of a security detail. It was a summons.I froze, midway through pouring coffee. Lucian, who had been reading a file at the kitchen island, went rigid. He knew that knock. It was a sound from his childhood–a sound that demanded entry, not requested it."Stay here," Lucian said, his voice low.He walked to the door and opened it.Victor and Elena Drakov swept in like a cold front, bringing the chill of Switzerland with them. They hadn’t announced their arrival, but then again, they didn’t need to. They owned the walls we stood in.Victor Sinclair looked older than the last time I saw him, which wasn’t very long ago, but it felt as if there was something weighing on him. The lines around his mouth deeper, carved by years of calculated decisions. He wore a charcoal overcoat, his posture as rigid as a marble column.Elen
His Runaway Queen Chapter 90: The ghosts of the past
*Lucian’s POV*The penthouse smelled of lemon polish and stale air.I had ordered the staff to maintain it weekly, even though I hadn’t stepped foot in it for four years. It was a mausoleum. A shrine to a life I had destroyed. Standing in the doorway now, with Aria trembling beside me and Adrian asleep in my arms, I felt like a trespasser in my own past."Welcome home," I murmured, the words feeling inadequate.Aria walked past me, her steps hesitant. She ran her fingers over the marble entryway console, her touch feather-light, as if she expected the furniture to dissolve into mist."It’s exactly the same," she whispered. Her voice cracked. "The rug... the painting. It’s just that it’s tidier than when you brought me here last time."I hadn't changed a single thing. I couldn't. To change it would have been to admit she was never coming back.I carried Adrian down the hall to the room nearest the master suite. I had never thought there would be a nursery here. Now, it held a proper be
His Runaway Queen Chapter 89: Rescue
*Aria's POV*Matteo grunted, stumbling, but didn't let go. "Crazy bitch!" He spun me around, backhanding me across the face.My head snapped back, the taste of blood filling my mouth again. I fell against the sofa, seeing stars."Enough games," Matteo snarled, reaching for me again.My hand brushed my cuff. My fingers found the shard of glass. The cold, sharp edge.I gripped it, the glass biting into my palm.As Matteo reached for my throat to drag me up, I didn't pull away. I lunged into him.I drove the shard of glass upward.I wasn't aiming for his throat–I wasn't tall enough, and he was moving. I aimed for the soft spot just above his collarbone, where the neck met the shoulder.Matteo howled, a sound of pure agony. He reeled back, clutching his neck, blood spurting between his fingers. "You–you cut me!"I didn't wait. I scrambled backward, slipping on the rug, desperate to get to Adrian.The guard holding Adrian had dropped him in the chaos of the explosions. Adrian was curled in
His Runaway Queen Chapter 88: The glass wall
*Aria's POV*The room they brought me to wasn't a cell. It was a twisted mockery of a living room - Persian rugs over cold concrete, a crystal chandelier hanging from a reinforced ceiling, and a fire crackling in an electric hearth. It smelled of expensive leather and old money, a scent that used to mean safety and now meant cage.I sat on the edge of a stiff velvet sofa, my spine rigid, my hands folded tightly in my lap to hide their trembling. In my right cuff, the shard of glass pressed against my wrist, a constant, stinging reminder of my only leverage.Adrian sat next to me, small and quiet. He was wearing the suit my father had forced onto him, his dark hair combed severely to the side. He looked like a miniature soldier, but his eyes - Lucian’s eyes - were wide and darting around the room, looking for an escape."Mommy," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the hum of the ventilation system. "I don't like the suit.""I know, baby," I murmured, brushing a hand over his kn
His Runaway Queen Chapter 15: A broken rule
*Aria’s POV*I know the rules. And I remember them very clear. I wasn’t scared to break them, but I had to be careful in order for me to leave this hell hole.Lucian was right when he said welcome to hell.He even printed me a card with additional rules. He left it on the vanity beside my bed, as i
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2026-03-18His Runaway Queen Chapter 13: A queen without a crown
*Aria’s POV*The room they gave me was bigger than the attic I had lived in for four years. That was the first cruelty.A vast bedroom with high ceilings, tall windows, silk curtains, a bard large enough for royalty. Everything in shades gray and cold gold. Everything perfect. Everything beautiful.
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2026-03-18His Runaway Queen Chapter 16: Past Memory: Before the crown turned to blood
*Aria’s POV*The Past.He stayed longer than he should have. After our confrontation this morning, I thought he would have left and that I would never see him again. But when I came back in the evening, he was still there.He was supposed to disappear in the morning – vanish into whatever violent w
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2026-03-18His Runaway Queen Chapter 14: His child
*Aria's POV*They kept Adrian on the opposite wing of the mansion, that’s how I knew that Lucian ordered it.The house was enormous, too large to feel like home, too quiet to ever feel safe, but the distance between our rooms was deliberate. It was a form of Lucian’s cruelty. A corridor longer than
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