LOGINThe next morning brought a new kind of chaos.Lennon was in the kitchen. He was making coffee, his hands were shaking so badly he could barely hold the pot.Damien came in from the study. His face was hard, his jaw was tight."We have a problem."Lennon looked at him. "What?""The enemy has issued another demand. They're demanding a public divorce, they want it on the news. They want it witnessed by the entire world."Lennon set the coffee down. "We already said no.""They're giving us twelve hours."Lennon felt the weight of it pressing down on him. "What do we do?"Damien was quiet for a moment. "We need to think about this."Lennon stared at him. "Think about what?""About the demand."Lennon moved closer. "You're not actually considering it."Damien was quiet for a moment. "I'm considering everything. Every option and possibility."Lennon felt his heart break. "Damien."Damien met his eyes. "I need to think about what's best for Luca. What's best for our son.""Luca needs his pare
The hospital waiting room was cold. The fluorescent lights hummed overhead with a constant buzzing sound. The plastic chairs were uncomfortable and hard and the air smelled like antiseptic, fear and desperation.Lennon sat in the corner. He had been there for hours, he hadn't moved from that spot. He hadn't slept, hadn't eaten. He just waited.Damien was beside him. His hand was on Lennon's knee. His face was pale, his eyes were red-rimmed from exhaustion."They've been in surgery for three hours."Lennon looked at him. "I know.""They said he lost a lot of blood. They said it was touch and go for a while.""I know."Damien was quiet for a moment. "He's going to be okay.""How do you know?""Because he has to be. He can't die, not after everything we've been through."Lennon was quiet for a moment. "He's strong.""Yes. He's the strongest person I know."The doors swung open. The doctor walked out. His scrubs were stained with blood, his face was tired. He had been in surgery for hour
The search began immediately. Lennon and Damien coordinated with the team. They tracked the woman, they followed the leads. They worked through the night without stopping.By morning, they had a location."She's in the city." Roman's voice came through the speaker. He was still recovering from his surgery. "She's staying at a hotel on the east side."Lennon grabbed his jacket. "Let's go.""We can't just rush in.""We don't have a choice."Damien grabbed his arm. "We need a plan."Lennon looked at him. "Then make one."The hotel was small, tucked between two larger buildings. The lobby was dim, the carpet was worn. The receptionist looked bored.Lennon stood by the elevator. Damien was beside him, the team was positioned around the building."Third floor. Room 312."Damien nodded. "Let's go."They took the stairs. The corridors were quiet, the doors were closed. The carpet was stained.Room 312.Lennon knocked. The door opened, The woman from the photo stood there. She was tall with a
The penthouse was under siege. Not by armed men. The footage of Lennon from his kidnapping was everywhere. Every news channel played it, every social media feeds shared it. Every conversation was about it.Lennon stood in the living room. The television was off. He couldn't watch it anymore. He had seen enough, the footage showed him in the warehouse. It showed him talking to his captors. It made him look like he was working with them.Damien was at the window. His back was to the room. His shoulders were tight, he hadn't spoken in an hour."Damien. Look at me."Damien turned. His face was hard. His eyes were cold, the warmth that usually lived there was gone."The footage.”Lennon moved closer. "It's not real. You know that."Damien shook his head. "I know what I saw.""What you saw was edited. They took pieces of the truth and twisted them, they made it look like something it wasn't."Damien was quiet for a moment. "They made it look like you were working with them."Lennon felt the
The morning came too quickly. The sun rose over the city. The streets filled with people going about their ordinary lives, the world continued turning while his world was falling apart.Lennon hadn't slept. He couldn't. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Luca's face. The terror in his eyes. The tears streamed down his cheeks, the way his small body had been shaking in that video.Damien was in the study. He had been on the phone since dawn. His voice was low and steady. He was holding himself together by sheer force of will.Lennon walked into the study. "What's happening?"Damien looked up from the phone. His face was pale. His eyes were red-rimmed. "I've arranged a press conference at noon, at the courthouse steps."Lennon felt the air leave his lungs. "A press conference.""I'm going to confess publicly to everything."Lennon moved closer. "Damien. No.""I have to.""No. You don't. There has to be another way."Damien set the phone down. He looked at Lennon. His expression was t
Damien was on the phone. He had been on the phone for the past twenty minutes since Lennon hung up. His voice was sharp and his jaw was tight. His knuckles were white around the device."I need everyone now. I need every contact, resource. I don't care what it costs."Lennon turned from the doorway. "The nanny. What did she say?"Damien lowered the phone. His face was pale. "She didn't see anything. Someone came in through the service entrance, they knocked her out before she could react.""She's in the hospital?""Yes. She's going to be okay, but she couldn't identify anyone. She didn't see their faces."Damien moved closer. He put his hand on Lennon's shoulder, the touch was meant to be comforting. It wasn't."We're going to find him.""How? We don't know where he is. We don't know who he's working with, we don't know anything."Damien held his gaze. "We're going to find him because we have to. There's no other option, we can't stop."Lennon pulled away. "I need to do something. I c
DAMIEN Damien knew this was a bad idea, but holding Lennon just felt so right. The boy looked on edge and so fucking scared. Like he feared Damien would hurt him. Damien didn't want to hurt him; if anything, he felt an unnatural sense of protection when it came to Lennon and he didn't want to caus
LENNON Damien stood and walked to the bookshelf, pulling down a slim volume of critical essays. "Who do you think she is, Lennon?” Damien asked easily. “I'm sorry, it's none of my business." Lennon felt like shit. It really wasn't any of his business and asking that question was out of line.
LENNON As Lennon had predicted, Monday came too fast. It practically snuck up on him. Lennon stood outside Damien's office door at 6:58 pm, palms slick and his heart trying to climb out of his throat. The hallway was empty as expected, fluorescent lights buzzing overhead like insects. Lennon h
LENNON The drive home was nothing short of suffocating. Richard didn't speak and neither did Lennon. Deep down, Lennon was happy his dad wasn't lecturing him or downright scolding him. It wasn't a good sign, but it was better than having to deal with his dad nagging in his current state.Lennon







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