KyrenHis hand moved again on Alastair's back, the gesture unmistakably possessive. When I looked at Alastair's face, I caught a flash of something that might have been pain or might have been resignation."Enjoy the party, Kyren," Luciano said, already turning away. "I'm sure we'll have many more opportunities to catch up in the future."They melted back into the crowd, Luciano's hand never leaving Alastair's back as he guided him toward a group of real estate developers. I watched them go, hating how Alastair fit into his arms when it should be mine."Boss?" Leo's voice cut through my paralysis. He'd appeared at my shoulder with Marco close behind, both men reading the tension in my posture and adjusting their own stance accordingly."What the hell is Luciano Moreno doing at this party?" I asked."That's what we were wondering," Marco said. "Guy kidnapped Anna two days ago, now he's drinking champagne at her welcome home party?""Miguel said they have business dealings together.""W
KyrenMiguel's decision to throw a welcome home party for Anna was the stupidest fucking thing I'd heard all week. The last thing we needed was a public celebration that would draw attention to what had happened, that would give reporters and rival families an opportunity to ask uncomfortable questions about who had taken her and why.But Miguel was a man celebrating the return of his daughter, and logic wasn't part of that equation."We have to go," My father said as we climbed into the car for the drive to the their house. "Miguel expects us to be there, and maintaining that relationship is crucial for our family's future.""I know." I stared out the tinted windows at the city passing by, my mind still replaying that photo Luciano had sent. Alastair sitting in what looked like a luxurious prison, "But I don't have to like it.""You don't have to like any of your responsibilities, Kyren. You just have to fulfill them."The Serrano house was blazing with lights when we arrived, the c
Kyren"I found you," I said, holding her close and trying to feel something other than hollow numbness. "You're safe now.""They blindfolded me almost immediately. I have no idea where I was or who took me." Anna pulled back to look at my face, her hands framing my cheeks with desperate affection. "But you came for me. I knew you would.""Of course I did." The words felt automatic, like lines from a script I'd memorized. "I'll always come for you."She kissed me then, soft and grateful and full of the kind of trust that made my chest tight with guilt. Because she believed in me, believed in us, believed that I'd chosen her because she mattered most to me.When she really had no idea what that choice had cost."I should call your father," I said, reaching for my phone. "Let him know you're safe.""In a minute." Anna curled against my side, her head resting on my shoulder. "I just want to stay like this for a while."The first call was to Miguel, who answered before the first ring finis
KyrenSending that text was the hardest thing I'd ever done.*Anna*One word that felt like signing my own death warrant. Or maybe Alastair's. I stared at my phone for ten minutes after hitting send, my thumb hovering over the screen like I could somehow take it back, rewrite the message, choose differently.But the choice had been made. Anna was my fiancée, my family's political alliance, the woman I'd sworn to protect. Whatever I felt for Alastair couldn't override those responsibilities, no matter how much it was tearing me apart inside.My conscience felt like it was eating me alive from the inside out.The response came three hours later, long enough for me to pace my apartment like a caged animal and second-guess every decision I'd made in the past month. When my phone finally buzzed, I grabbed it so fast I nearly dropped it.*Pier 47. Warehouse 12. Come alone, but bring your dogs. Midnight.*"Leo! Marco!" I called, already reaching for my jacket.They appeared within seconds,
AlastairThe room they put me in was nothing like what I'd expected from a kidnapping. It had clean white walls, polished hardwood floors, and a bed that looked more comfortable than the one in my own apartment. There was even a small sitting area with two chairs and a coffee table, like something you'd find in an upscale hotel.It was the kind of place designed to confuse rather than terrorize.I sat on the edge of the bed and tried to make sense of what was happening. Anna being taken first, the comfortable accommodations, none of it felt random.Someone had orchestrated this carefully, and I was beginning to suspect I knew exactly who.The sound of approaching footsteps confirmed my suspicions.Luciano entered the room like he was arriving for a social visit, his expensive suit perfectly tailored and his handsome face lit up with genuine pleasure. He looked relaxed, almost cheerful, like a man whose plans were unfolding exactly as he'd hoped."Alastair," he said warmly, his smile
KyrenThe drive back to my apartment was conducted in tense silence. Leo and Marco were both professionals who understood that sometimes there was nothing useful to say, that action was more valuable than empty reassurances.But the lack of concrete progress was eating at me like acid."Could it be someone else?" I asked as we pulled into my building's garage. "Someone other than Luciano?""Possible," Leo said. "But the timing suggests otherwise. He's been building toward something for weeks, and taking Anna would be the perfect way to hurt you without directly attacking your family.""What about Alastair?""Collateral damage," Marco suggested. "Or leverage to make sure you take the threat seriously.""Or bait," Leo added grimly. "If Luciano knows about your... relationship... with him, he might be using that to complicate your decision-making process."The observation hit uncomfortably close to home. Because that's exactly what was happening, the presence of Alastair in that photo ha