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A House is Set to Burn
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One Night, One Baby, One Billionaire Mess Lines We Do Not Cross.
AVA We had to flee. That was the plan. But plans crumble the moment your child stands between you and a bullet and the boy who should have fired it chooses not to. I drew Liam behind me as Damian fired two warning bullets into the air. The guards did not retreat. They reloaded. Dominic stood alongside me, shoulders straining and chest rising in uneven gasps. "They will kill me too," he stated. "If I fail, Camille will obliterate me.""You did not fail," I said. His eyes met me. "Yes. I did." DAMIAN I could not shoot. Not while my sons are in the crossfire.So I initiated the charge. The first guard collapsed quickly. The second I disarmed with a twist and a fractured wrist. Others were hesitant. Shaken. Camille taught them to dread failure rather than fight for anything. That was their vulnerability. That was our main strength. Ava protected both lads with her body while I cleared the path out. Dominic did not flinch. He remained in front of Liam the who
One Night, One Baby, One Billionaire Mess Brother's Shadow
Damian's jaw clenched and eyes hollowed with calculation. He did not speak for a while after Julian's call, as if the next thing he heard would undo what had just been said. Dominic had asked for Liam's photo, not Damian's or mine. I did not want to say it, but I had to. "He is hunting him."Damian finally looked into my eyes. "And so is Liam." DAMIAN A week ago, I was planning to burn everything down in vengeance. Now I was doing it for safety. Julian set up a satellite recon of the site in Croatia. It was more of a castle than a school, with towering gates, armed instructors, and tactical maneuvers. Dominic was going through conditioning. The twisted part? He was a good person. "His IQ is registering at genius level," Julian remarked. "My motor abilities are five years ahead of the average. Psychological assessments reveal sociopathy, although under control." I did not even blink. "He is being prepared to lead something." Julian paused. "Or you could replace someo
One Night, One Baby, One Billionaire Mess The Weight of Tomorrow
AVA I could not stop glancing at Damian's flash drive. Small. Quiet. Deadly. Not because it contained weapons or threats, but because it was true. We were unprepared to face the truth. The truth could transform Liam's perception of himself and the world around him. "What if he opens it before turning eighteen?" I inquired with Cassian.He glanced at me, with a faint Damian-like reflection in his expression. "It is encrypted to a biometric maturity threshold. It will not unlock until his brain approaches the end of adolescent development.""What does this mean?" Damian inquired. Cassian gave a casual shrug. "When he is old enough to deal with his situation." That response did not settle anything. Because Liam was not anything. He was a person. This is my son. Our son. And it did not matter if his blood could stop wars or change history. He deserved a childhood. He deserved to be normal. DAMIAN I watched Ava walk away with Liam and Hope, her strength br
One Night, One Baby, One Billionaire Mess Mirrors and Bloodlines
AVA He looked exactly like Damian, with the same storm-colored eyes, crooked brow, and jawline that turned to steel when the world threatened to break him. The photo was not old. This was not some ancestor. This was now. And it was terrifying. "That is not possible," Damian muttered. Julian dropped into the chair opposite us. "It is. I ran the facial recognition twice. Sixty-nine percent DNA similarity."I did not have a brother. My mother never mentioned another child. My father died before I could ask. There were no files or records. But there he was. Cassian Vale. The man behind the engineered child. The man who might have given Liam life… Through my blood. "I need to find him," I said, jaw tight. Ava's fingers wrapped around mine. "We need to find him," she corrected gently. AVA The next 24 hours.Julian tracked Cassian's last known location to a private airport in Montenegro. A rented residence with an alias. A business agreement with a biotech company concealed within
One Night, One Baby, One Billionaire Mess Paper & Blood
AVA He did not talk for a long time. Just stood there, staring at the DNA results as if it were an ancient scroll that had rewritten his entire life. I bended carefully, took up the paper, and read it again. Paternity is not a consideration. The probability of parenthood is 0.00%. It did not make sense. And it seemed to make too much sense. Rachel. Of course, she would lie about anything like that. Of course, Camille would weaponize it. Still, my chest split open.I murmured, "Say something." Damian sunk into his chair, as if gravity had finally found him. "He is not mine." His voice was little. Too little for a man of his stature. Then he looked up. And I noticed fire in his eyes. But I reared him. I held him. I protected him. "I selected him." I nodded, my breath shaking. "He is mine, Ava," Damian explained. "Blood or not?" For the first time since it all began... I believed him. DAMIAN I believed it would break me. Instead, it made things clearer.
One Night, One Baby, One Billionaire Mess After the Storm
AVA I did not stop crying till the helicopter came down. Not the huge, shattering tears I was expecting, but the silent ones. They slid down my cheeks as if they were too fatigued to move any faster. Damian held Hope, I held Liam, and we both gripped quiet as if it were the only thing keeping us together. We were very safe. However, I did not feel safe. Camille was still standing someplace out there. We are still planning. We are still watching. I whispered, "She knew we were coming." Damian nodded, his jaw clenched. "She wanted us to leave.""Why?" He did not reply. And the silence terrified me more than anything else.DAMIAN Camille let us leave. She may have caught us. I triggered a bomb. They killed Ava. Killed me. However, she didn't. Because she was not after our life. She was pursuing our legacy. Back at the complex, I triggered every remaining CrossTech protocol. Security teams. Cyber defense. Personal intelligence networks. I even called Elias' la
One Night, One Baby, One Billionaire Mess The Lion's Den
AVA I did not let go of Damian's hand as we passed through the underground passages. Hope slept in a sling on my chest. Her smooth, rhythmic breathing was the one constant thing about me. Inside, I was breaking again. Liam was still missing. And as we sank deeper into Camille's lair, my senses told me that she had meticulously planned this second act. I whispered, "She separated them on purpose." Damian's jaws constricted. "I understand.""She wants to separate us. Divide our strength. Because she understands we are a menace together.""She is not wrong."Julian's words crackled across the earpiece. "I have her heat signature." The bottom floor. South wing. No more than three guards. But there is a compartment with soundproofing.... Liam is probably inside." I grabbed Damian's arm. "We move rapidly. "We are going now."DAMIAN Camille did not run. She retreated. There was a difference. Her track was precise and intentional as if she was taunting us to follow
One Night, One Baby, One Billionaire Mess Crossfire Hearts
AVA I could not breathe. My body leaned against the cold metal grating, my gaze fixed on the image below Damian, blood trailing down his temple, crouching like a man on the verge of execution. Camille stood behind him, serene, graceful, and surgical. A sword flashed at his throat, but Damian did not flinch. Where was Hope? My heart pounded in my ears. I wanted to shout. To thrust myself through the vent and fall on Camille with every ounce of hatred I could muster. However, this would mean losing the advantage. Worse, Damian has passed away. "Where is she?" Damian hissed underneath, his voice unwavering despite the blood on his collar.Camille gave a smile. "Safe. That is all for now. You should be thankful. "You are seeing your daughter before you die.""Is that what this is?" he demanded. "Is this your great finale?""No, Damian." This is just the prelude." I clenched my teeth. The vent cracked slightly as I shifted my weight. Camille did not hear it, but
One Night, One Baby, One Billionaire Mess Blood & Coordinates
AVA It was freezing again. But this time, I was not bound. Camille had me relocated to a room that resembled a guest suite in a luxury bunker soft lighting, a cot with a faux silk duvet, and even a bottle warmer for the twins. But I did not fall for it. This was not comforting. This was psychological warfare. The babies were here. I knew it now. I heard Hope's gentle moan through the vents, and Liam was chattering in his sleep. They were close, but unreachable. And this killed me more than the stillness. I perched on the side of the bed, watching the door. Waiting for Camille's next game. Instead, a boy entered. Perhaps seventeen. Nervous hands. Eyes filled with guilt.He put a tray down and turned to leave. I murmured, "Wait." He paused. "You are under no obligation to help them. "Help me instead." He peered at the camera, paused, and scrawled something on a napkin. A string of numbers. Coordinates. And two words: "45 hours."Then he glided out, as if he
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