Aurora cried for the entire ride home.
She sat in the backseat of her car, her face buried in her hands, as the weight of everything that had happened crashed down on her. She thought she’d been strong enough to face Lucian — thought she’d finally built the walls high enough to keep him out. But she was wrong.
That kiss…
It shattered everything.
It shook her to her core, stirring up emotions she had spent years trying to bury. Anger, pain, longing — it all came flooding back, and no matter how hard she tried to push it down, it overwhelmed her. And worst of all… she hadn’t hated it.
That scared her the most.
By the time she reached the m
Aurora spent the morning distracting herself with plans for her son.It was easier that way — easier than thinking about Lucian’s words, his touch, the way he had looked at her like she was the only thing that mattered in the world.She pushed all of that aside and focused on something far more important: Loyd’s future.She had been putting it off for a while, unsure if she was ready for her little boy to take this next step. But after everything that had happened, she knew she needed to give him as much normalcy as possible — something stable and safe.And that’s why she found herself filling out forms and speaking with teachers at one of the most prestigious kindergartens in the city.
Aurora’s breath came in shallow gasps as she scanned the restaurant, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it might shatter.“Loyd!” she called again, her voice higher, tighter, laced with growing fear.She moved between the tables, her eyes darting from the entrance to the hallway leading to the restrooms, searching for any sign of him.Nothing.Panic swelled inside her, threatening to consume her whole.She turned sharply, nearly colliding with a waiter carrying a tray of drinks.“Miss? Are you okay?” the young man asked, startled.“My son,” Aurora choked out, gripping his arm without thinking. “He went to the restroom, but he’s not there. Have you seen a little boy? Dark hair, blue eyes—four years old?”The waiter hesitated, his brows furrowing. “I—I don’t think so, ma’am. But I can check with the staff—”Before he could finish, a deep voice cut through the chaos of her thoughts.“Aurora?”She spun around to see Lucian standing just a few feet away, his sharp eyes narrowing with
Aurora’s heels clicked against the pavement as she hurried outside the restaurant, her breath coming in uneven gasps. Her mind was a swirling mess of panic, fear, and desperate hope.“Loyd!” she called, her voice sharp with urgency as she scanned the street.The midday sun beat down on the busy sidewalk, casting long shadows from the people walking by—none of them her son.Lucian was right beside her, his strides purposeful, his eyes already sweeping the area with calculated precision. He wasn’t panicking. He never did. It infuriated her how calm he could be in a moment like this, but right now, she didn’t care.She just needed him to help her find Loyd.“He couldn’t have gone f
Aurora sat stiffly at the small metal table, her fingers curled around the edge as she watched Loyd and Elliot at the table beside them.The two boys sat across from each other, happily eating their ice cream, completely unaware of the tension in the air.Loyd giggled as Elliot made a funny face, exaggeratedly licking his popsicle.Aurora wanted to feel relieved, to bask in the fact that her son was safe and laughing, but her chest remained tight.Lucian sat beside her, his arms folded, his expression unreadable. Across from them, Evelyn stirred her iced coffee with deliberate slowness, her piercing gray eyes flickering between Aurora and Lucian.Aurora exhaled, pressing her lips together before forcing out the wo
Lucian sat in the dimly lit living room of his penthouse, a glass of whiskey in his hand, the amber liquid swirling lazily as he leaned back against the plush leather couch.The city lights stretched endlessly beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a soft glow against the sleek interior of his home. But he wasn’t looking at the view.His mind was elsewhere—trapped in the memory of a little boy with blue eyes just like his own.Loyd.Lucian ran a hand through his hair, exhaling slowly.Today had been a wake-up call.For the past few years, he had let Aurora have her space, respected her decision to keep her distance, even when it killed him to do so. He neve
“What?! Oh my God, Loyd! Don't ever do that again, okay?” Carmela scolded, her voice laced with worry.She pulled her grandson into a tight embrace, as if afraid he would disappear any second.Aurora let out a deep sigh. She had just finished telling her mother what had happened earlier when they left, and as expected, Carmela was immediately worried.“I’m sorry, Grandma! I won’t do it again!” Loyd said, his voice small and remorseful.Carmela gently pulled him away just enough to cup his face and look him in the eyes.“You better not, Loyd. Next time, we might not be able to find you. Never talk to strangers, okay?”Loyd pouted, but after a moment, he nodded.“Yes, Grandma,” he answered. Then, tilting his head in curiosity, he added, “But Mommy was talking to a stranger earlier too!”Carmela’s brows furrowed as she turned her gaze toward her daughter.Aurora froze. She knew exactly who Loyd was referring to.“A stranger? Who was it?” Carmela
Aurora arrived at her office earlier than usual that morning. She had barely slept the night before, her mind constantly circling back to her run-in with Lucian. Her mother’s words echoed in her head, planting fears she didn’t want to acknowledge. What if Lucian tried to take Loyd from her? No. She refused to entertain the thought. Loyd was hers. Only hers. She took a deep breath, shaking off her worries. Work. That was what she needed right now. She needed to focus. Aurora buried herself in paperwork, answering emails, signing documents, and reviewing proposals. The steady rhythm of her work helped drown out her anxious thoughts. Until a knock interrupted her. Her assistant, Claire, peeked inside. “Ma’am, Lucian Aldric is here to see you.” Aurora’s breath caught. She clenched her hands, her nails digging into her palms. “Tell him I’m busy.” Cla
“W-What did you say?”Lucian sighed.“I went there, Aurora. That’s the truth. I was only in prison for two years. But I couldn’t go right away because I had to serve my parole first. And as soon as it was over, I went there to see you,” Lucian explained softly, his eyes glistening with emotion.Aurora blinked rapidly. She sank back into her swivel chair, trying to calm herself.Lucian went to the U.S. to find her?“But… t-that’s not true! I never saw you there!” she insisted.Aurora might not have wanted to admit it, but she waited. She hoped Lucian would knock on their door.That he would beg for her forgiveness.Because deep down, no matter how much she hated him, she knew she would still welcome him with open arms.Lucian’s gaze softened. He stepped closer, stopping right in front of her desk.“I went there, Aurora. I saw you carrying our son. I saw how happy you were with him… but
Aurora's heart pounded as the car raced down the winding roads, city lights blurring like streaks of color. The GPS tracker embedded in Loyd's necklace had led them to a secluded warehouse district at the far edges of the city. The place was eerily quiet—the only sounds were the engine’s hum and the occasional rustle of wind brushing against the trees.“We’re close,” Aurora said, her eyes locked on the blinking dot on her phone screen. “Just a few more meters.”Lucian nodded, his grip on the steering wheel tightening. “We need to be cautious. Lester won’t make this easy.”When they reached the area, Lucian parked the car at a safe distance, concealed behind a row of abandoned trucks. The cold night air greeted them as they stepped out. Aurora pulled her coat tighter around herself, her gaze sweeping across the shadowy surroundings.“This is it,” she whispered. “Loyd is inside.”Lucian placed a steady hand on her shoulder. “We’ll get him back. Together.”They moved in silence, slipping
Aurora couldn’t stay still inside the car. Every passing minute put Loyd in even greater danger.“What’s taking them so long?” she muttered, her frustration mounting.She grabbed her phone and connected to Red.In an instant, Red’s emoji face popped up on the screen and greeted her. “Master! What can I do for you?”“Red, can you connect to any CCTV cameras in my location right now?”Red’s emoji face blinked for a moment. “I’m sorry, Master. But your location is abandoned. I can’t detect any internet connection or existing systems I can hack into.”Aurora’s shoulders slumped in disappointment. “How about a phone signal?”Red went quiet again. A few seconds later, an error message appeared on the screen. “There is a phone signal inside, but… they’re using old models. I can’t access them.”“Damn it! What’s taking them so long?” she snapped, slamming her hand on the steering wheel.Then Red’s voice spoke again—this time with something more urgent. “But… Loyd is not inside, Master.”A
Aurora could barely breathe as they drove to the location Lester had sent them.She still couldn't believe that Lucian had no idea about his brother.After all these years, he'd managed to hide—and now he chose to reappear.“There!” Aurora pointed at the abandoned building in the distance.Lucian immediately pulled the car over, stopping just far enough from the structure.She was about to get out, but Lucian quickly held her back.“What are you doing?” Aurora asked, confused.Lucian took a deep breath.“Don’t rush in, Aurora. We need to plan this out. I’m sure Lester’s not alone in there.”Aurora’s brows furrowed.“Lucian, he took my son. Our son. I’ll face whatever danger’s waiting in there. So if you’re scared, you can turn back now.”“That’s not what I meant, Aurora. I’m saying we have to be careful. I don’t want anything to happen to either you or Loyd. We won’t be able to save him if we just charge in blindly.”Aurora paused, taken aback. Her fear and desperation for her child
Aurora barely had time to think as she rushed through the grand hallway, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. Every second felt like an eternity, and every breath was filled with a sense of urgency. Loyd was out there, somewhere, trapped in the hands of a man she had thought was long dead.Lester Aldric.The name sent a shiver down her spine. She had spent the last few hours wrestling with the shock of it, but there was no time for hesitation now. If what Red had found was true, then Lester was alive, and he was the one behind her son’s kidnapping.She clutched her phone tightly in her hand as she stormed toward the front door. She was going to end this.But just as she reached the entrance, the heavy doors swung open, and Lucian stepped inside.Aurora’s breath hitched.Lucian was dressed in a sharp black suit, his tie loosened slightly as though he had rushed here. His golden eyes immediately locked onto her, dark with intensity. The moment he saw her standing there,
Aurora hadn’t slept for hours. The weight of the situation had turned her mind into a whirlwind of thoughts, none of them bringing any comfort. The room felt suffocating, the silence deafening. It was the kind of silence that screamed for answers—answers that she still didn’t have.She sat in front of her laptop, staring at the screen as Red’s interface blinked at her, its cheerful emoji face betraying the severity of the situation.“Find him, Red. Find Loyd,” she whispered, her voice hoarse from the strain of the past 24 hours.Her hands moved across the keys, the same commands over and over again. Every search, every trace led to a dead end. Loyd’s whereabouts were still a mystery. The police were still investigating, but they had no leads. No clues. The frustration gnawed at her like a beast trying to break free from its cage.Every second felt like an eternity. Every thought was a question. Where is my son?Her mind wandered to the last time she’d held him, kissed his forehead, t
Aurora sat in the living room, her hands gripping her phone so tightly that her knuckles turned white. The room was filled with police officers, their radios buzzing, their voices low but urgent as they coordinated the search for Loyd.But it wasn’t fast enough.Nothing was fast enough.Her baby was missing.Her heart pounded erratically in her chest, her breathing uneven.Loyd.Where was he? Was he scared? Was he crying for her?The thought made her stomach churn.She forced herself to stay strong. She couldn’t afford to fall apart—not now.Taking a shaky breath, she pressed the call button.Lucian picked up on the first ring.“Aurora,” he said, his voice sharp, controlled—but she could hear the underlying panic.“It’s Loyd,” she choked out.“I know.”There was silence for a brief moment. Then—“I’ll handle it.”Aurora clenched her jaw. “We need to tell the police—”“No.” Lucian’s voice was firm, cutting her off.She frowned. “Lucian, they can help—”“They won’t,” he bit out. “They’l
Lucian clenched his fists, his jaw tightening as he paced his office.His plan had failed.Aurora knew everything now.He had wanted to protect her—to handle this mess before she ever found out. But now, the fragile trust they had rebuilt was at risk of shattering.Lucian slammed his fist against his desk, his chest heaving.Damn it.He never wanted to invest in CRS Holdings. Never wanted to be involved with Don Ramon again. But the old man had forced his hand. Blackmail.If Lucian hadn’t complied, Don Ramon would have unleashed something far worse.And now?Now, he was losing Aurora.A bitter taste filled his mouth as he grabbed his suit jacket. He couldn’t let this continue.He had made a mistake, but he could still fix it.He was going to see Don Ramon.And this time, he was cutting ties for good.—Don Ramon sat comfortably in his leather chair, swirling a glass of whiskey in his hand. His gray eyes gleamed with amusement as Lucian stormed into his office.“Well, well,” the older
Aurora’s heart pounded as she watched Red process her request. The AI’s animated face flickered for a few seconds before its voice chimed through her AirPods.“Scanning for data… Please wait, Master.”Her grip on the iPad tightened.She didn’t know what she was expecting. Maybe she wanted Red to tell her that this was all a mistake—that Don Ramon was still locked away where he belonged. That someone was playing a sick joke on her.But she knew better.The locket in the black box had been real. And Don Ramon wouldn’t send something like that unless he wanted her to know he was free.Minutes passed in tense silence. Aurora sat frozen at her desk, her mind racing.She had spent years trying to rebuild her life after everything he had done. She had buried the past. She had fought through her pain, through her anger, and finally, she had found peace.But now?Now, he was back.Red’s voice pulled her from her spiraling thoughts.“Search complete! Displaying results now.”Aurora’s screen fli
For days, Aurora had refused to speak to Lucian. She had seen his messages, the calls he left unanswered, but she ignored them all.It wasn’t that she had decided to cancel the wedding. No, she still wanted to marry him. But she needed time to think.The past still hurt.Because of Don Ramon, she lost her father. Because of him, their family had nearly lost everything.And worst of all, her mother had suffered the most. It had taken years for Carmela to even tolerate Lucian’s presence in their lives, and that was only because of her and Loyd.If Carmela found out that Lucian had kept Don Ramon’s release a secret?Aurora clenched her jaw. She would be devastated.She thought she had reached her limit. That nothing could make this worse.But then—a package arrived.A small black box, wrapped in a blood-red ribbon.At first, she thought it was a wedding gift. A well-wisher, perhaps. Or maybe even Lucian, trying to make amends for what he had done.But the moment she opened it, a wave of