Mag-log inThe board members kept yelling. “Victor owns ValeTech! Kaicen is the real brother! Damien is the fake one! Public fallout is massive!”The room exploded with shouts. Security was called. The lawyer was dragged out.But the words kept coming.Victor had been exposed.The betrayal was out.And the public was watching everything.Kai sat on the edge of Damien’s big bed in the penthouse, arm in cast, ribs still taped tight, the city lights spilling through the tall windows. The fight at the office had ended hours ago, but the adrenaline hadn’t left his body. Damien stood across the room, shirt unbuttoned, looking like he wanted to punch the wall and hold Kai at the same time.Kai’s voice came out rough. “They’re still yelling out there, Damien. Victor owns ValeTech. Kaicen is the real brother. Damien
The war had started.But for the first time, the brothers fought side by side.And Damien stood in the middle, feeling the last pieces of his old world break away.The shocking betrayal was still coming.But the family war had just begun.Kai looked at Damien, ribs still tight, voice low. “Family. Right. You’re standing in the middle of your two sons right now? You’re the father who trusted the man who raised Kaicen? You’re the one who’s lost everything? The person you trusted most is gone? He’s the enemy now? He’s our half-brother? He raised Kaicen? He’s the real father? But he’s been feeding Victor the reforms? He’s been buying the board? He shot at us? Right there? The family dynamic collapses right now.”Kaicen nodded slow, still staring at the lawyer. “Family unit. We fight Victor to
The room felt smaller than ever. The beeping continued. The sirens were gone. But the words kept echoing.The half-brother was here.And Damien was in the middle, feeling everything break at once.Damien sat on the bed, staring at Kai and Kaicen. “I’m standing in the middle of my two sons? You’re my half-brothers? But the man who raised Kaicen? He’s my father? No, he’s Victor’s half-brother? He’s the real father? The man who protected our family once? But he’s been feeding Victor everything? The reforms? The changes? The board votes? That’s why the board is scared? That’s why Victor got bail so fast? That’s why he’s declaring war right now? He shot at us? Right there? The family dynamic collapses.”Kai rubbed his face, ribs still hurting. “You’re standing in the middle of your two sons right now? You’re th
The room felt smaller than ever. The beeping continued. The sirens were gone. But the words kept echoing.The half-brother was here.And Damien was in the middle, feeling everything break at once.Damien sat on the bed, staring at Kai and Kaicen. “I’m standing in the middle of my two sons? You’re my half-brothers? But the man who raised Kaicen? He’s my father? No, he’s Victor’s half-brother? He’s the real father? The man who protected our family once? But he’s been feeding Victor everything? The reforms? The changes? The board votes? That’s why the board is scared? That’s why Victor got bail so fast? That’s why he’s declaring war right now? He shot at us? Right there? The family dynamic collapses.”Kai rubbed his face, ribs still hurting. “You’re standing in the middle of your two sons right now? You’re the father who trusted the man who raised Kaicen? You’re the one who’s lost everything? The person you trusted most is gone? He’s the enemy now? He’s our half-brother? He raised Kaicen
The room went quiet again.Only the beeping of the IV machine and the distant sirens.The real legacy was out.And the brothers could not stop staring at each other.The family was falling apart in seconds.Kai looked at Damien, voice low. “The family dynamic collapses. You’re the half-brother of the man who tried to destroy us? You raised Kaicen? You’re the real father? But you’ve been feeding Victor the reforms? You’ve been buying the board? You’re the enemy now? You shot at us? Right there?”Damien shook his head slow, eyes on his father through the window bars. “He raised Kaicen? He’s the real father? The half-brother of Victor? The man who’s been secretly working with him the entire time? He’s been feeding Victor everything? The reforms? The changes? The board votes? That’s why the b
The alarms kept going outside.The new enemy was in cuffs now.But the brothers could not stop shaking.And the war had just gotten louder.Damien’s father sat in the police car, hands cuffed behind his back, but his voice still carried through the open window. “I’ve been feeding Victor everything. The reforms. The changes. The board votes. I’ve been on his side the entire time. He’s my brother. We always protected each other. Even when you were kids.”Security slammed the door. Sirens screamed down the street. The hospital hallway filled with noise again. Kai lay back on the bed, arm in cast, ribs tight, heart still racing from the bullet that missed him by inches.“Dad shot at us,” Kai said, voice flat. “Right there. In this room. The man who was supposed to protect us. He’s been secr
The penthouse was quieter than usual on Night Eighteen. Rain had eased to a soft drizzle, leaving the city lights sharp and glittering through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Kai lay sprawled on his stomach across the massive bed, naked and sated after their first round a slow, deep fuck against the
“You think you’re the only one who gets to call the shots?” Kai Lennox’s voice was a low, dangerous rasp as he locked the service door behind Damien at 11:47 p.m. on the dot. The rooftop bar was dark except for the low amber glow behind the bottles and the rain-streaked city lights bleeding through
“You’re late,” Kai Lennox said the second Damien stepped through the service door at 11:52 p.m., voice low and edged with something that wasn’t quite anger anymore. He was already leaning against the far end of the bar, sleeves rolled high, phoenix tattoo gleaming under the low amber lights of Ecli
“You’re going to leave fingerprints on my throat tonight, aren’t you?” Kai Lennox said the second Damien’s shadow fell across the bar at exactly 11:47 p.m. His voice was already husky, half challenge, half invitation. He didn’t look up from the glass he was polishing—didn’t need to. He could feel t







