Mag-log inDAMIEN'S POVI hang up the phone and stand there for a moment staring at the receiver in my hand, my heart pounding and my mind racing. I walk back into the living room and Emily is still on the couch with her knees pulled up to her chest. She looks at me when I walk in."Who was that?" she asks."Wrong number" I say keeping my voice flat. "They had the wrong number."She stares at me. "You were on the phone for a while.""Just trying to get rid of them." I walk past her toward the hallway. "I'm tired. I'm going to try and get some sleep.""Dad."I stop but I don't turn around."I know you're lying."I close my eyes and take a breath then I turn around. "I'm not lying.""Then who was on the phone?"I hold her gaze. "It doesn't matter. Get some sleep. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow."I walk to my room before she can ask me anything else and close the door leaning against it. Stefano is sitting on the edge of the bed with his arms crossed and his eyes sharp."That wasn't a wro
ELRIC'S POVI stand in the doorway of my father's office and watch him pour himself a glass of whiskey heu The amber liquid catches the light and I think about how easy it is to pretend everything is fine. How easy it is to pretend I'm not drowning."Elric" my father says, turning to face me. His face is warm, approving. It makes me sick. "You did well tonight. Better than I expected. The way you played Victor. The way you made them trust you." He raises his glass to me. "You're becoming the man I always knew you could be."I force a smile. "Thank you, Father.""Your uncle was impressed. He said you handled it perfectly. The girl, the mother, the sister—they're exactly where we need them. Cross will come for them. And when he does, we'll be ready."I nod. I don't trust myself to speak.He walks toward me and claps a hand on my shoulder. The weight of his hand feels like a brand. His fingers dig into my shoulder like he's checking if I'm still real. Like he can feel the lie under my sk
LEAH'S POV We move through the dark hallway like ghosts. Victor leads the way, his footsteps light and careful. I follow behind him clutching Sophie's hand in mine and Mom's arm wrapped around my shoulder. "Stay close" Victor whispers. "Stay quiet." We reach the back exit, and Victor pushes the door open slowly and carefully, holding his breath. The night air hits my face. I take a deep breath and feel something I haven't felt in days. Hope. The yard is empty and the gate is open. The city lights glow in the distance. Freedom is so close I can almost taste it. "Come on," Victor says. "Now." We move across the yard. My legs are weak from sitting too long but I force them to move. Sophie is gripping my hand so tight it hurts. Mom is leaning on me, her breath shallow and uneven. I can see the street beyond the gate, the lights. Finally, there's a way out. We're almost there. We're so close. "Just a little further" I whisper to Sophie. "Just a little further." She nod
LEAH'S POVI sit in the corner of the cold room with my knees pulled up to my chest and my back against the wall. My eyes are fixed on the door.I've been staring at it for hours, waiting and hoping for something to happen. The minutes crawl by. The silence is heavy. I don't know how much longer I can do this.The phone is still hidden in my waistband.. I don't know if Emily got my call. I don't know if anyone is coming. I don't know anything anymore.Sophie is asleep on the mattress with her head on Mom's lap. Mom hasn't moved in hours. She stares at the wall like she's already given up on everything.The woman who used to hold our family together is gone.I can't give up. I can't. If I give up, we all die here.I hear footsteps outside… I tense, my whole body going rigid. I wait. The footsteps stop in front of the door and the lock clicks.My heart pounds. I hold my breath.The door swings open.Victor stands in the doorway. His face is pale and his hands are shaking.There's a fres
VICTOR'S POV The hallway is cold and damp. I lean against the wall and stare at the closed door in front of me. How did I let it get this far? How could I do this to them? When did I become this person to them? Leah would never forgive me and now Sophie is scared of me. Nothing I ever do would bring them back to me. My hands are shaking so I shove them in my pockets and try to breathe. The air feels heavy. I hear footsteps behind me and I know who it is before I turn around. "Victor." He calls out. Elric's voice is cold. I turn to face him. "What do you want?" "Why are you sneaking food to them?" Elric steps closer. "They need to stay alive. That's all. Nothing more." Knowing him he's lying. "They're people, Elric. They're not just leverage." He lets out a cold laugh "They're exactly what they need to be. Leverage. The sooner you accept that, the easier this will be." I shake my head. "You don't believe that." I take a step toward him, closing the distance between us.
DAMIEN'S POV The car slows as we approach the industrial district. The buildings are dark and broken, old warehouses with shattered windows and rusted metal doors. The street is empty except for one car parked near the entrance. I recognize it—Jeremy's car. Stefano kills the engine and I'm out before the car fully stops. Emily is standing near the hood of Jeremy's car with her arms wrapped around herself. Ethan is beside her. Jeremy is a few feet away, his hands in his pockets. She looks up when she hears my footsteps. Her face is pale and her eyes are red. She's been crying. "Dad." Her voice is small and my heart aches. "Emily." I walk toward her. "I came as fast as I could." She doesn't move. She stares at me. "Why are you here?" "Because you're here. Because Leah is here. Because I'm not going to let either of you face this alone." She shakes her head. "You don't get to do this. You don't get to show up and pretend you care." "I do care." "Then where were you?" Her voice
DAMIEN POVI wake up to throbbing pain everywhere, my head feels like it's been split open, my chest burns with every breath and even my bones ache…I don't know where I am but I know it hurts.I force my eyes open. The room is dim, almost completely dark, except for a faint strip of light from some
LEAH'S POVWe both turn to the doctor standing in the doorway. Emily pulls away from me heading towards the doctor, she wipes her face with her sleeve,her hands are shaking."I'm Emily. That's my dad. Is he...is he okay?"The doctor walks towards her and takes her hand“Your father has a concussio
Leah POVI step back. The look in my eyes must be enough, because he stops cold.He searches my face for a long second, jaw clenched, then turns and storms out of the kitchen.The kitchen door swings shut behind him with a soft, final click.My legs give out and I collapse into the nearest chair,
Damien POV Isabella tilts her head, that coy smile curving her lips as the ocean breeze tugs at her loose hair. “Come on, let’s go sit down properly. Standing here like this is no way to talk,” she says I shake my head. “No, Isabella. Tell me right here.”She completely ignores me and begins to t







