Masuk“Come here, sweetheart,” mom said softly, holding out her hand to Rynna. Rynna glanced at me. I gave her a reassuring nod, and she slowly released my hand before moving towards her grandmother. My mother took her little hand, then guided her towards the edge of the bed. “Now, tell me, Rynna. How old are you?” “Six.” “Six?” She widened her eyes playfully. “And you're already this beautiful? What am I going to do when you turn sixteen?” Rynna giggled. “You'll still love me, Grandma.” My mother pressed a hand to her chest. “Oh, my goodness! Listen to this girl. She's already stealing my heart.” “Daddy says I'm his little fire.” “Does he?” She glanced at me, then lowered her voice conspiratorially. “Well, between you and me, I think you might be a little angel.” Rynna leaned closer to her. “Daddy says I'm naughty sometimes.” My mother laughed. “Then perhaps you're an angel who needs a little discipline.” “Grandma!” Their laughter filled the room, and something inside me loos
She pulled back slightly, her hands still resting on my arms.“How have you been, my boy?” she asked, with a softness only a mother could manage.I couldn't answer. I simply watched her.She was still beautiful, her hair framing her face perfectly despite the silk bathrobe she wore. But time had left its marks. A few strands of grey showed through her hair, and when I looked into her eyes, I noticed something I hadn't expected.She was getting older.“Mom,” I murmured.Her expression softened further.“How have you been, Lorenz? I heard whispers that your business suffered huge losses recently, but you never called.” She brushed a hand over my arm. “I tried calling you a thousand times, but I couldn't reach you anymore.”“It was nothing, Mom.”She scoffed. “Your brother assured me during his last visit that everything was under control, but I still couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. It was as if you had stopped existing.”Her voice faltered. I couldn't find a single
“I'm not scared, Rynna. It's a little complicated,” I told her.She studied my face for a moment before nodding. “Don't worry, Daddy. I'll make sure I don't see anything.”A quiet laugh escaped me. I tapped her cheek gratefully before stepping out of the car. Then I walked around and opened her door.She slipped her fingers into mine as soon as she climbed out, and we headed towards the building.A few men approached us from the entrance. Rynna watched them closely before looking up at me.“Daddy, are those your men?”“Hmm.”“Is this your building too?”“Yes.” I smiled down at her.Her mouth fell open slightly. “Daddy, you're a rich man!”I laughed at her choice of words. “And that makes you a rich kid.”She giggled, apparently pleased with that discovery, and we continued inside.The reception was as polished as I remembered it, with marble floors, warm lighting, and fresh flowers arranged beneath the chandelier. The staff moved about quietly, their professionalism undisturbed by the
By late afternoon, we were both tired, though Rynna would never have admitted it.We had spent the day eating, exploring, taking pictures, and riding anything she was tall enough to ride. She had laughed so much that her voice had grown a little hoarse, yet she still had enough energy to ask whether we could visit another place.And when I finally asked her where she wanted to go next, she thought about it for a moment, then she shook her head. "Nowhere."I looked at her through the rearview mirror as I drove away from the park. "Nowhere?"She nodded, settling into her seat. "I've had enough.""Are you sure? I thought you wanted to conquer the world."I did." She paused, then smiled to herself. "This is the best day of my life. I don't need anything else."My hands tightened slightly around the steering wheel. The best day of her life....she said it so casually, without knowing what those words did to me.I had spent years believing that giving someone the world meant having enough mo
I chose a decent restaurant with a quiet atmosphere, somewhere we could sit comfortably without rushing through our meal. Rynna studied the menu with the seriousness of a woman making a life-changing decision. "What do you want to eat?" I asked. She pointed at one of the options. "That." I leaned closer to read it. "Pancakes?" "And eggs." "Anything else?" She looked up at me. "Can I have juice?" "Of course." "And bacon?" I raised an eyebrow. "You're quite hungry this morning." She nods slowly, "I need energy for everything we're going to do today!" I couldn't help laughing. "All right, little fire. We'll get you enough energy to conquer the world." While we waited for our food, I took a moment to admire her. She wore a pretty lilac dress with a soft, flared skirt that rested just above her knees. Tiny white flowers decorated the fabric, and a delicate ribbon sat at her waist. Her shoes were white, with little straps across the top, and her hair had been parted neatly down the
Marco quickly grabbed a pillow and threw it at me, I didn't dodge, the pillow hit my chest and dropped to the floor. I smiled at him, "Violent." "You deserved it." I chuckled before bending to pick up the pillow. "But then why didn't you tell me about Rynna?" Marco's expression became more serious. "I only confronted Camila about her after everything with Gabe." "So you_" "I didn't think it was my place." he shrugged, "I was already hurting, and Rynna was part of Camila's personal life. I didn't think I had the right to start asking questions." I nodded slowly, "So you initially thought Rynna was Camila's daughter?" "I did." Than made me laughed, "Seriously?" "She looks like Camila." He shrugged again "If you look closely, you can see it." I smiled. "She also copies some of your traits."he added. "Some of your expressions. The way she looks at people when she's annoyed." I laughed under my breath, "That's definitely my daughter." Marco smiled "Yeah." My phone suddenly buzze
Camila's PovFinding an office was pretty easy. Finding a place to live? That was the real struggle.I sighed, half annoyed, half amused, then leaned back in my chair, chewing at my lip, and cursing in my head. Accommodation shouldn’t be this hard. I mean, I already have an office. Why does a roof
I didn’t bother with small talk.I looked at Nyx, then at Leonard, and spoke straight. “This is my brother,” I said, placing a hand on Leonard’s shoulder. Then I turned back to Nyx, my voice steady. “And this… is my fiancée.” For a second, it felt like the whole noise stopped. Nyx’s eyes went wid
You might wonder how the night before turned out. Don’t worry—you’ll know soon enough.All I knew now was that I missed her. Too much.Nyx hadn’t been gone for long, but my chest already felt empty without her. I thought of the easiest excuse to see her—Camila’s graduation gift. Perfect. I’d show u
Nyx’s POVThe park was buzzing with laughter, balloons tugging against strings, and the sweet smell of roasted corn hanging in the air. Camila had just thrown her cap high into the air hours ago, and now here we were—her, Mom, Dad, me, and Rynna—celebrating like a perfect little family. For a mome







