LOGINSLAP "You think I’ll let Cassian take the fall ?" "He’s my son. You? You’re just a face I regret making"!!. Lucien was born with a secret. One even he didn’t understand. One his father always knew — and hated him for. While his twin, Cassian, lived a life of freedom, Lucien lived locked behind doors, punished for simply existing. He wasn’t allowed outside. He wasn’t allowed to live. He was hidden. Forgotten. Broken. Until one party changed everything. A mafia princess was hurt. Cassian was to blame. But their father made sure Lucien paid the price. That night, Lucien was handed over to Zayn Kingsley — A billionaire mafia heir. One of the Eight who rule the city from the shadows. He has two wives. A daughter. And a dying father whispering: “Give me a son. A true heir. Or lose everything.” Zayn doesn’t believe in weakness. He doesn’t believe in love. And he definitely doesn’t believe in men like Lucien. Zayn is cold. Ruthless. Homophobic. But what Zayn doesn’t know… Is that Lucien carries more than pain. He carries a secret that defies biology, logic, and everything Zayn thought he knew: 🩸 Lucien can bear an heir. And what started as punishment becomes obsession. What started as hate begins to burn into something forbidden… and terrifying. ---
View MoreLucien woke up slowly, He stretched his arms lazily, expecting to feel the warmth of Zayn beside him. His hand touched only cool sheets. He frowned, rolling over and finding the space empty. “Where did he go this early?” he mumbled to himself, rubbing his eyes. With a sigh, Lucien pushed the blanket aside and got out of bed. He padded toward the bathroom, brushing his teeth, splashing water on his face, and staring at his reflection for a moment. His hair was a mess, his eyes still sleepy, but there was a small smile tugging at his lips. Today was special. Not just any day—his birthday. His and his twin’s birthday. That thought made him chuckle softly. After washing up, he headed out, his bare feet brushing against the cool floor. He walked straight to the calendar hanging on the wall near the dresser. His eyes landed on the red circle he had drawn days ago, with a little heart beside it. “Finally,” he whispered, his smile growing wider. He touched the date with his fing
After that day, everything seemed to change.Zaylien loved his Papa and Dad even more, and he cherished them with a heart full of gratitude. He woke up every morning with a new kind of energy, as though the weight that had once followed him had fallen away. His parents had told him the truth and that gave him confidence.On Monday morning, he walked into school with a smile. His backpack bounced lightly on his shoulder, students noticed the change in him. Some stared, wondering why he looked brighter than usual. Others whispered, curious about what had caused this sudden glow.As Zaylien made his way toward his classroom, someone stepped in front of him. Derek. Zaylien tried to sidestep, choosing not to give Derek his energy, but Derek moved quickly and blocked him again.“What do you want?” Zaylien asked flatly, his smile fading but not his courage.Derek folded his arms and smirked. “I just wanted to see how a boy without a mother is faring.”A few students passing by slowed their
It was the weekend, but the Kinsley mansion didn’t feel lively like it usually did. The laughter that often filled the vast halls seemed absent. The warmth that once surrounded the family table had grown cold. Zaylien, after having breakfast, had gone straight up to his room and didn’t come down for lunch. Now it was already dinner time, yet there was still no sign of him. Lucien sat in the sitting room, his hands folded together, his eyes fixed toward the staircase. Every minute, his gaze drifted upward, hoping to see his son descend. He wanted to see him eat, laugh, or at least say something. But Zaylien never came down. Lucien’s chest tightened with every hour that passed. He had always been sensitive to Zaylien’s moods, and this distant behavior had been eating him alive for days. Tonight, he could not take it anymore. His son was growing colder, shutting them out. Something had to be done. At that instant, Lucien made up his mind. It was time to reveal the truth. He had been
For the past one week, things had not been the same for the Kinsleys family. Zaylien had grown distant. He no longer lingered in the living room to chat, nor did he laugh when Lucien tried to lighten the mood. He spoke less and less, keeping to himself, sometimes locking himself in his room for hours. Lucien, of course, had been frustrated by this sudden change. Zayn was not around often. He was busy handling business wars with rival mafias, refusing to bend to their demands. That left Lucien alone, trying to patch the cracks that were forming inside his own home. It was Saturday morning. Zaylien had refused to step outside his room since breakfast. He stayed upstairs, pretending the rest of the house didn’t exist. Lucien sighed as he looked up at the ceiling, as though his gaze could reach his son. He sighed again, long and heavy. He had tried speaking, tried reasoning, but Zaylien only gave him short, cold answers. There was one person Lucien always trusted when he felt helples
Ever since that day, Gerard had become much nicer to Lucien—so much that even Elene was entirely surprised. What changed my husband overnight? Elene asked herself deep down, again and again, but she never got a reasonable answer. For the past week, Gerard had been more caring, more supportive to
Dr. Daniel walked back and forth in his office, his hands trembling as they brushed against the desk. For years, he had waited for a breakthrough—something in medicine that would make his name remembered forever. The experiments Dr. Ride promised were supposed to be that chance. Yet now, as the rea
Elene walked into the grand mansion, as she carried her handbag loosely in one hand, exhaustion pulling at her shoulders. It had been a long day, and all she wanted was to sit down, breathe, and hear her boys laughing upstairs. She dropped her bag on the couch and let herself sink into it with a s
“Child, do you want some juice and snacks?” Ma Claudia asked gently as she passed by the couch where Lucien was curled up with his tablet. Lucien’s tongue stuck out in concentration as he tilted the device, moving it side to side. His thumbs tapped furiously. It was obvious he was lost inside the



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