LOGINLily"Don't you dare," I said, my voice breaking as I curled my body protectively around my daughter, putting every ounce of strength I had left into shielding her tiny frame.The guard took a single step forward, and Chaise moved instantly, positioning himself directly in the man's path, his body a wall between us. At that moment, I realized that he was going to do everything possible to protect us, not caring that he was putting himself in harm’s way and if this wasn’t love, then I didn’t know what else it was, especially seeing a man so devoted to me despite all our past mistakes."Touch her," Chaise said, low and lethal, "and it'll be the last thing you ever do.""Chaise," my mother said, almost amused, "you're outnumbered…be reasonable.""Reasonable," Norman spat from near the window, already moving to flank the guards from the side. "You kidnapped your own daughter, faked your death for eighteen years, and now you're threatening a newborn. There's nothing reasonable happening i
ChaiseThe words had barely left Reed's mouth when the hospital's overhead lights flickered once then twice and then plunged the entire floor into sudden darkness.Lily gasped, pulling our daughter tighter against her chest, and I was moving before conscious thought caught up with instinct, positioning myself between the bed and the door, every muscle coiled and ready."Emergency generators should kick in within seconds," Reed said, though his voice wavered with uncertainty that did nothing to calm the dread pooling thick in my stomach.The lights stuttered back to life a moment later, dimmer than before, casting everything in a sickly amber glow. Somewhere down the corridor, an alarm began blaring, sharp and insistent."That's the security perimeter alarm," Norman said, already moving toward the door, phone pressed to his ear. "Gray, talk to me. What's happening?"Whatever answer came through the line made his face harden instantly."Someone breached the east stairwell," he reported
LilyThe screen trembled slightly in Ralph's hand, but the woman's face remained perfectly still, poised, radiant even under the harsh glare of camera flashes. My mother…a woman I'd only ever known through faded childhood photographs and a phone call eighteen years too late. She was estranged to me, just like how other people were with no meaningful existence to me which wasn’t even surprising."Turn up the volume," I said, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my own heart.Ralph fumbled with the screen, and her voice filled the hospital room, smooth and practiced, the voice of someone who'd spent decades perfecting the art of public performance."...and it's with a heavy heart that I come forward today," she was saying, hands folded neatly in front of her, dressed in an elegant cream suit that made her look every bit the grieving matriarch rather than the woman who'd orchestrated my kidnapping mere hours earlier. "For eighteen years, I believed my daughter had died alongside
Chaise"Submitted where?" My voice came out low and dangerous with every muscle in my body coiled tight enough to snap."The medical ethics board," Dr. Reed said, utterly composed despite Norman and Tyron flanking me on either side, both radiating barely restrained violence. "Standard protocol whenever paternity discrepancies arise in cases involving prominent families. I had no choice but to file it the moment the preliminary results came through.""You had every choice," Lily said sharply from the bed, her arms tightening protectively around our daughter. "You chose to falsify a blood test and you chose to work for a woman who abandoned her own children for money."Something flickered across Reed's face, guilt showing visibly with whatever leverage my mother-in-law held over him. "You don't understand the position I'm in.""Then explain it," I said, stepping closer, forcing him to either hold his ground or retreat. He held it, though his composure had begun weakening at the edges
LilyDr. Reed stood at the foot of my hospital bed, his expression carrying none of the warmth I'd grown accustomed to over the past few months. My daughter stirred faintly in my arms, and something instinctive made me pull her closer, some primal awareness that the ground beneath me had shifted without my noticing. I didn’t know what this meant but I'd be damned as hell if I didn't protect her with everything I had."What kind of urgent matter?" I asked, phone still pressed to my ear, Chaise's silence on the other end stretching taut and uneasy."Lily," Chaise said quickly, his voice sharpening with something close to panic, "don't let him near the baby. Do you understand me? Keep her close, and stall until I get there."The way he talked, I could tell that whatever it was that had gotten him worked up to this extent had to be really serious. He wasn’t one to give false alarms, just like that but I had come to learn that with so many things that had happened, it was best he was alarm
Chaise"This means it's time to accelerate our other plans," the voice continued, smooth and unbothered, utterly unaware that six pairs of eyes were fixed on the phone trembling in Joan's grip. "I need the documents sent to Reed's office by morning. He knows what to do with them once they're in hand."Joan's mouth opened, closed, opened again, panic flooding her features as she struggled to formulate a response that wouldn't betray the fact that her kitchen was currently full of the very people this woman intended to destroy. It was ironic when you thought about it but here we are, in the very thing we hoped to avoid. I hated to think that this was how everything was going to be, this and the fact that no matter how much I tried to think about where we had it wrong, I came back to square one with nothing to show for it."I..." Joan started, voice wavering dangerously.Tyron gestured sharply, mouthing stall her, and Joan swallowed hard, forcing something resembling composure into her







