The sound of waves crashing against the shore mixed with the laughter of a child, filling the air with warmth and a sense of peace Aurora hadn’t felt in a long time. From where she sat on the villa’s porch, she watched as Loyd ran barefoot across the sand, his small feet kicking up grains as he chased after Lucian. “Dad! Catch me if you can!” Loyd’s voice rang out, high-pitched and filled with excitement. Aurora’s breath hitched. Even after hearing it all day, the word Dad still sent a shiver down her spine. She wasn’t sure what reaction she had expected from Loyd when she had finally told him the truth. But she hadn’t expected it to be so… easy. So natural. Lucian had feared rejection, had braced himself for hesitation. But Loyd? He had accepted him without a second thought. And now, here they were. A father and son pl
The last day at the resort felt different.Aurora could sense it in the way Lucian looked at her—not with the desperation of a man clinging to the past, but with something steadier. Something that terrified her even more.She had spent years building walls around herself, convincing herself that she didn’t need him. That she and Loyd could be fine without Lucian in their lives.But here, in this little paradise, she had let her guard slip.She had let herself believe—if only for a moment—that they could be a family.And now, as she watched Lucian and Loyd playing in the sand, she felt the weight of reality pressing down on her again.This wouldn’t last.The real world was waiting for them.The moment they left this island, everything would change.“Aurora.”She turned to find Lucian watching her, his expression unreadable.Loyd had run off to collect more seashells, leaving the two of them alone by the water’s edge.“You
Lucian pulled up in front of Aurora’s house, turning off the engine with a quiet sigh. The ride home had been peaceful—Loyd had fallen asleep halfway, his small body slumped against Aurora’s shoulder, while she spent most of the drive staring silently out the window. She had been quieter since they left the island, her usual guarded nature slipping back into place. Lucian had expected that. But that didn’t mean it didn’t frustrate him. For a moment, they had been something. Not perfect, not whole, but something close to a family. He had felt it in the way Aurora had finally let him in, the way she had stopped pushing him away, even if it was only for a little while. And now, she was slipping away again. Lucian exhaled. Not this time. He stepped out of the car and walked over to Aurora’s side, opening the door for her. She looked at hi
Lucian sat behind his desk, his fingers drumming idly against the polished wood. His mind was elsewhere—on Aurora, on Loyd, on the quiet, fragile balance he was trying to maintain. Since their return from the island, things had changed. Not drastically, but enough. Aurora had softened, just a little, and Loyd had accepted him with an ease that still left Lucian breathless. Even his conversations with Carmela had improved, at least somewhat. He knew it was still difficult for her to accept him again. After everything he had done to their family, she had every right to hate him. Every right to fear that her daughter might get hurt again. But Lucian had already decided—he would do everything he could to make Carmela accept him again. For Aurora. And then, maybe, he could believe that this was the beginning of something real. Yet, there w
Lucian sat in his office, staring at the city skyline through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The weight of the past few days hung heavy in his chest. Since the message arrived, his father had been on his mind more than he cared to admit. He had decided not to meet him. Whatever his father wanted, it didn’t matter. He refused to be pulled back into that world—into the cycle of manipulation and destruction that had defined his life for so long. He wasn’t that man anymore. He had Aurora now. Loyd. A reason to be different. A reason to stay away. But his father never took no for an answer. A knock on his office door pulled him from his thoughts. Alfred stepped inside, his expression unreadable. In his hands was a thick envelope. Lucian’s brows furrowed. “What is that?” Alfred’s hesitation made his stomach twist. “It arrived
Lucian stood in the quiet park, his gaze fixed on the two people who had changed his life in ways he never thought possible. Aurora sat on a wooden bench beneath the shade of an old oak tree, laughing softly as she watched Loyd chase after a butterfly. The boy’s excitement was contagious—his small arms stretched out, his bright eyes filled with wonder. Lucian’s chest tightened. Loyd had been happier than ever since learning he had a father. Every time Lucian saw the pure joy in his son’s face, it made him feel both overwhelmed and undeserving. Yet, he couldn’t deny the warmth it brought him. He never thought he’d have this—a family. A reason to keep going. But now, all he could think about was the threat looming over them. His father’s words echoed in his mind. "I’m not just coming for your wife. I’m coming for you." Lucian clenched his jaw, shoving his hands i
The late afternoon sun cast a golden glow over the garden as Aurora and Carmela sat at the outdoor table, steaming cups of tea in front of them. The air was warm, filled with the scent of blooming jasmine, and the distant laughter of children playing in the neighborhood. Aurora stirred her tea absentmindedly, her mind on the conversation she and Carmela had been having for the past half-hour. “Are you sure about this?” Carmela asked, her voice hesitant yet softer than it had been in the past when it came to Lucian. Aurora looked up, a small smile forming on her lips. “It’s what Loyd wants. And honestly… it’s what I want, too.” Carmela sighed, running a hand through her short curls. “I still don’t trust him.” Aurora expected that response. She reached over and gently squeezed Carmela’s hand. “I understand. After everything that happened, I wouldn’t expect you to forgive him easily.” Carmela’s lips pressed together, her expression unreadable. Then she let out a slow b
Loyd’s birthday had finally arrived. Aurora stood near the entrance, watching as children ran around, their joyful giggles echoing through the air. A fond smile played on her lips. Everything was just as she had envisioned—simple, yet grand in its own way. She glanced to the side and saw Carmela talking to some of the parents who had brought their children. It was heartwarming to see her mother trying to be more involved, even if she still wasn’t entirely comfortable with Lucian being around. Speaking of Lucian— Her gaze naturally drifted toward him. He was standing near the game station, watching as Loyd and a few other kids took turns trying to hit a piñata. His hands were in his pockets, his sharp suit slightly out of place among the more casually dressed parents, but he didn’t seem to mind. There was something different in the way he looked at Loyd—something softer. Something real. Loyd’s excited cheers pulled her attention back to the present. “I did it! I did it
The car sped down the highway, city lights reflecting off the windshield as Lucian gripped the steering wheel tightly. Aurora sat beside him, staring blankly ahead, while Loyd slept soundly in the back seat, unaware of the chaos surrounding them.They had barely spoken since leaving the hospital. Everything felt heavier now—more dangerous, more personal.Aurora finally broke the silence. “Where are we going?”“To a safe house I’ve arranged outside the city. Only Alfred and a few trusted people know about it,” Lucian answered without taking his eyes off the road.“And my mom?”“She’s already being moved under heavy protection. Alfred is overseeing it himself.”Aurora nodded, but her jaw clenched. “I hate this. I hate feeling like we’re just running away.”“We’re not,” Lucian said. “We’re buying time. Time to figure out our next move. They want you scared. They want you off balance.”“Well, it’s working.”He looked at her then, briefly. “You’re not weak, Aurora. Don’t start doubting y
Lucian rubbed his face with both hands after seeing the photographs Alfred had handed him.It was true.His adoptive father and brother were working together.And worst of all—it had been going on for a long time.“And you had no idea about this, Alfred?” he asked again, his tone hard.Alfred swallowed nervously.“Yes, Sir. Believe me—if I had known, I would’ve told you right away.”Lucian let out a frustrated sigh.Just like him, Lester had been raised by Don Ramon. He had found him in an orphanage too. But instead of telling Lucian that his brother was alive—and that he had found him—Don Ramon had kept it a secret.That only meant one thing:This was all part of a long, calculated plan.Everything that was happening now had been carefully orchestrated.Don Ramon had made sure that if he failed to manipulate Lucian, he had Lester as a backup.Lucian clenched his fists.All this time, he had thought he was alone in the world—believing he had no family. But in truth, he had simply been
Aurora had been staring at Loyd for what felt like hours. He was finally sound asleep in his hospital bed, but she still couldn’t bring herself to leave his side.After everything that had happened, it still didn’t feel real.She hadn’t recovered. Not even close.Don Ramon was out of prison. And worse—he and Lester seemed to be working together.Her chest ached again at the memory of that man.Lucian had lied to her. Again.They had been seeing each other for weeks, and yet he hadn’t mentioned any of it.They were even back together. And still, he chose to keep that secret.But why?“Where’s my grandson?!”Aurora looked up toward the doorway as a voice rang out. Her mother came rushing into the room, breathless and wide-eyed.“Oh God! Thank you, God! Loyd!”Carmela burst into tears and immediately embraced her sleeping grandson.“He’s resting now, Mom,” Aurora said gently, walking toward them. She rubbed her mother’s back, feeling the depth of her worry in every sob.“I thought I’d ne
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