MasukVera’s POV
The moment the guard left, the room went quiet again. Aaron leaned back slightly, watching her. Vera tilted her head just a little. That same look passed between them again. Lina saw it and immediately shook her head. “No.” Neither of them answered. “…No,” she repeated, stepping back like distance alone would save her. “I don’t like that silence. That silence means something stupid is about to happen.” Aaron exhaled slowly, dragging a hand over his jaw. “You say ‘stupid’ like it’s not relative.” “It’s not relative,” Lina shot back. “With you two, it’s always stupid.” Vera pushed off the chair, stretching slightly like she was just getting comfortable instead of planning something illegal under house arrest. “Relax.” “I don’t trust that word when it comes from you,” Lina replied immediately. “That sounds personal.” “It is personal,” Lina said flatly. “I just got my life back. I’m trying to keep it.” Aaron huffed out a quiet laugh, then glanced at Vera. “We can’t stay here.” “No,” Vera agreed. “We can’t.” Lina blinked between them. “…You’re serious.” “Very,” Aaron said. “There are guards everywhere.” “I noticed.” “They were literally ordered not to let us leave.” “Also noticed.” “And you’re still talking like this is possible?” Lina asked. Aaron tilted his head slightly, looking at her like she just said something mildly disappointing. “You’re new here, so I’ll let that slide.” Lina frowned. “Let what slide?” “The part where you forgot I also make the rules angel ” he said calmly. She stared at him. Then slowly looked at Vera. “Is he always like this?” Vera shrugged. “No he is just pissed at a particular person” “you ve got to be kidding me,” Lina corrected. “Am Not,” Aaron added at the same time. Lina pressed her lips together. “You’re both insane.” Silence stretched for a second. Then Aaron shifted forward slightly. “We need somewhere safe.” “Obviously,” Vera replied. Lina looked between them. “…Do you two hear yourselves? This sounds like the beginning of a bad idea.” Aaron ignored her. “Anywhere public is risky.” “Anywhere empty is worse,” Vera said. “Exactly." Then Aaron’s expression shifted just a little. Then—“Kael’s club.” Vera didn’t even hesitate. “That works.” Lina blinked. “…I’m sorry, what?” Aaron leaned back again like he just solved a basic problem. “It’s the safest place we can go.” “It’s a club,” Lina said. “Yes.” “wait...hold on Kael Owns a club? ” she added. “Yes.” “The same Kael who locked us inside the house.” Aaron gave her a look. “And the same Kael whose entire staff knows not to question me.” That shut her up for half a second. “…That’s actually worse,” she said finally. Vera smirked faintly. “No, it’s convenient.” “It’s stupid,” Lina corrected. “You’re using big words to justify bad decisions.” “Welcome to survival,” he replied. She exhaled sharply, pacing once like she was trying to physically walk away from the idea. “Okay, let me understand this. You want to sneak out of a heavily guarded house… to go to a club… owned by the same person who locked you in… because you think that’s safer?” “Yes,” Vera and Aaron said at the same time. Lina stared at them. “…I hate both of you.” “Noted,” Vera said. Aaron stood up fully now, rolling his shoulders once like he was already done arguing. “Get ready.” “I’m not going,” Lina said immediately. He didn’t even look at her. “You are.” “No, I’m not.” “Yes, you are.” “No—” “You’re safer with us than alone here if anything goes wrong,” he cut in, voice calm but final. That stopped her. Because she knew he was right. And she hated that. Vera pushed off the wall, already moving toward the door. “We don’t have time to overthink this.” “You didn’t even think about it in the first place,” Lina muttered. “That’s the point.” Aaron smirked faintly. “Now you’re catching on.” --- Getting out wasn’t hard. It should’ve been. It wasn’t. The guards at the main exit straightened the moment they saw Aaron approach. “Sir.” He didn’t slow down. “Open it.” There was a pause. Tense. Then—“Sir, we were given strict instructions—” “I gave you a new one,” Aaron said, stopping just close enough to make it clear he wasn’t repeating himself. Silence. The guard hesitated. Looked at the others. Then back at Aaron. Vera crossed her arms, watching like she already knew how this would end. Lina held her breath. Aaron didn’t move. Didn’t blink. Didn’t raise his voice. After a second— The gate opened. Just like that. Lina let out a quiet breath. “…I hate how easy that was.” “Authority,” Aaron said simply. “Abuse of authority,” she corrected. “Same thing,” Vera added. --- The drive was quiet at first. Then Lina spoke. “…If we die, I’m blaming both of you.” “You’ll be alive to complain,” Aaron replied. “You don’t know that.” “I do.” She turned to Vera. “Why are you so calm?” “I’m not calm,” Vera said. “I’m just committed.” “That’s worse.” Aaron snorted softly. --- The club was already alive when they arrived. Lights. Music. The kind of place where no one asked questions if you walked in like you belonged. Which they did. The guards at the entrance stepped aside immediately when they saw Aaron. No hesitation. No calls made. No warnings sent. Just respect. Lina noticed. “…That’s terrifying.” “It’s useful,” Aaron corrected. They stepped inside. The music hit first Loud. Vera exhaled slowly, shoulders relaxing just a fraction. “Better than being locked in a room.” “Low standard,” Lina muttered. “Still better.” Aaron glanced around, scanning automatically. “We stay where I can see both of you.” Lina rolled her eyes. “I’m not a child.” “Then don’t act like one.” She opened her mouth— Closed it. Then looked away. Vera smirked faintly. “…You enjoy this too much,” Lina muttered. “A little,” Vera admitted. They moved deeper into the club. People parted without realizing why. Some recognized Aaron. Most didn’t. Didn’t matter. They took a table. Drinks came without being ordered. Lina stared at the glass in front of her. “…I didn’t ask for this.” “You don’t have to,” Aaron said. Vera picked hers up, taking a small sip. “Relax.” “You keep saying that,” Lina replied. “It’s not working.” Aaron leaned back, watching the room. “Nothing here moves without us knowing.” “That’s supposed to make me feel safe?” “Yes.” “It doesn’t.” “Give it time.” Lina shook her head, muttering something under her breath. Then glanced at Vera. “…So we’re just pretending everything is normal now?” Vera held her gaze for a second. Then shrugged slightly. “No.” “Then what are we doing?” “Waiting.” “For what?” Her eyes flicked toward Aaron briefly. Then back. “For things to make sense.” Lina exhaled slowly. “That’s not reassuring.” Aaron glanced at them. “That’s the best you’re getting.” --- Hours later— The house was quiet. Kael stepped inside first. Lucian right behind him. Both already reading the difference. Kael’s gaze shifted immediately. “Where are they.” Lucian didn’t answer. He didn’t need to. A guard stepped forward. “Sir—” “Don’t,” Kael cut in, voice low. The guard froze. Lucian’s jaw tightened slightly as he looked around the empty space. “…They’re not here.” “No,” Kael said. The guard swallowed. “They were—” “Don’t tell me where they were,” Kael said quietly. “Tell me where they are.” No one had that answer. Lucian let out a slow breath, dragging a hand over his face. “…Aaron.” Kael’s expression darkened just enough. “Of course.” Because it meant they already knew exactly what kind of problem they were dealing with. Kael turned slightly. “Get the cars ready.” Lucian’s mouth curved faintly, but there was no humor in it. “You think they stayed in one place?” “No,” Kael said. “But I know where they would go.” Lucian glanced at him. “Your club.” Kael didn’t answer, And just like that, It was about to rain hell.Vera’s POVIt had been a few days since everything happened between me, Kael, Lucian, Aaron… all of it.And everyone was pretending to be normal.Pretending. That was the best word for it.I was avoiding Kael.So I kept myself busy. From the garden in the morning, to the library in the afternoon, to the kitchen at night like cooking would somehow silence my head.It didn’t.And Lina…I wasn’t sure about Lina.One moment I felt like she was just a girl stuck in the middle of chaos she didn’t ask for.The next moment I remembered what she did.So I kept my distance.Safer that way.Or at least I told myself it was safer.Aaron was the bigger silence though.He had left with Lucian days ago and nobody really spoke about it after.No updates. No jokes. No annoying presence in the hallways.Just gone.And I hated that I noticed.That morning I was in the kitchen again, baking something I wasn’t even planning to eat, just because the heat and smell distracted me from thinking too much.Flou
Aaron’s POVI should’ve stayed in my room.That thought hit me halfway down the hallway, just before Lucian’s office door came into view. Too late now. The door was already open.He was inside, standing by the window, back to me, sleeves rolled up, phone in his hand. Calm. Controlled. Like he didn’t just spend the morning dismantling me piece by piece without raising his voice.I stepped in anyway.“Close the door.”I did. The click echoed louder than it should have.He didn’t turn immediately. Just finished whatever he was reading, set the phone down, then finally looked at me. And just like that—everything from last night came rushing back again.Talk, he said.I let out a breath, You didn’t answer me.His brow lifted slightly, You didn’t give me the chance.I stepped closer, frustration building fast now. “I said something I’ve been holding in for thirteen years, Lucian. Thirteen. And your response is to drag me to the gym, ignore me for an hour, and act like—”“Like what?” he cut
Aaron’s POV I woke up with my heart in my throat. Wrong ceiling. Wrong sheets. Wrong everything. Lucian’s room. And Lucian. He was on his side facing me, one arm under the pillow, breathing slowly and Shirtless. That dragon tattoo on his ribs rose and fell inches from my face. The one I’d stared at for thirteen years and never touched. _No. No no no._ Last night hit me like a freight train. The club. The car ride. The whiskey I never should’ve touched because I’m a lightweight idiot. His hand on my knee. “Talk to me, Aaron. You’ve been off all night.” And me — me with a mouth full of alcohol and years of shit I’d swallowed — just _breaking_. _I’ve loved you for Thirteen fucking years, Lucian. Since I was 11 and stupid. Since before I knew what it felt like to want someone who looks right through me. You happy? You got what you wanted?”_ I didn’t even remember his reaction. Because I passed out. Right there. In his arms. Like a damn amateur. Now it was morning. I
Vera’s POV The third shot hit different. Or maybe it was the bass. Or the way Aaron had stopped pretending he wasn’t scanning the crowd every 30 seconds like he was waiting for hell to walk through the door. Lina was already gone. Passed out on the leather couch, hair fanned out, mouth open. Dead to the world. “Lightweight,” Vera muttered, taking another sip. The alcohol burned, but not enough. Aaron smirked, but it didn’t land. His jaw was tight. He hadn’t touched his drink in 10 minutes. “We shouldn’t have left the house" “Too late,” Vera said. “You made your point.” He looked at her then. Really looked. “Did I?” Before she could answer, the air changed. You feel it in places like this. When the predator enters the room. The crowd doesn’t know why they’re parting — they just do. Aaron went rigid. Vera didn’t need to turn around. She knew. Kael. And Lucian. With their bodyguards. Lucian & Aaron Lucian didn’t say anything at first. He just walked up to the table, eyes
Vera’s POV The moment the guard left, the room went quiet again. Aaron leaned back slightly, watching her. Vera tilted her head just a little. That same look passed between them again. Lina saw it and immediately shook her head. “No.” Neither of them answered. “…No,” she repeated, stepping back like distance alone would save her. “I don’t like that silence. That silence means something stupid is about to happen.” Aaron exhaled slowly, dragging a hand over his jaw. “You say ‘stupid’ like it’s not relative.” “It’s not relative,” Lina shot back. “With you two, it’s always stupid.” Vera pushed off the chair, stretching slightly like she was just getting comfortable instead of planning something illegal under house arrest. “Relax.” “I don’t trust that word when it comes from you,” Lina replied immediately. “That sounds personal.” “It is personal,” Lina said flatly. “I just got my life back. I’m trying to keep it.” Aaron huffed out a quiet laugh, then glanced at Vera. “We can’
Vera's POV Vera stood near the window, arms folded, staring out at the compound. Guards everywhere. “Yeah,” Aaron’s voice came from behind her, lazy but sharp underneath, “I counted twelve just from here.” She didn’t turn. “There were six earlier.” “Exactly.” She exhaled slowly. “So we’re officially prisoners now.” “Soft version,” he said. “With better furniture.” That pulled a small breath out of her. Not quite a laugh. She turned, leaning her shoulder against the wall. “You tried leaving?” He tilted his head slightly. “I looked like I was going to try leaving.” “And?” “They stopped me before I even got close to the gate.” She raised a brow. “Stopped you how?” Aaron sat up a little straighter, mimicking the guard’s tone. “Sir, with all due respect, you’re not permitted beyond this point.” She folded her arms tighter. “And you listened?” He gave her a look. “Do I look like I listened?” That almost made her smile. “What did you do?” she asked. “I as
Kael’s phone buzzed quietly. Aaron’s voice came through, clipped, controlled. “I checked her apartment.”Kael didn’t react immediately. He stood by the window, arms crossed, eyes narrowing at the city lights. “Give me the details.”Aaron inhaled. “At first glance… it looked normal. Clean. Organized
Kael’s fingers hovered over the city map. Every red dot pulsed in his system. One moved differently. Slow, deliberate, dangerous—but not random. He didn’t need Aaron to point it out. Something was off. Aaron leaned closer, whispering, “Kael… it’s this building. Underground, minimal traffic. Whoeve
The room was quiet in the way only powerful men allowed it to be.One man knelt on the concrete floor, blood pooling beneath his hands, breath ragged, eyes wide with regret that had come far too late. Kael stood in front of him, jacket off, sleeves rolled, expression unreadable. No anger. No satisf
Vera and Lina barely stirred in the dim corner of the cold room, the smell of blood and sweat hanging thick in the air. Pain still throbbed through Vera’s body, every bruise a reminder of last night’s terror, yet exhaustion weighed heavier than agony. Lina’s shallow breaths were the only sound, unt







