Aurora sat in her office, the dim glow of her desk lamp casting long shadows across the room. The air was thick with silence, save for the occasional ticking of the clock on the wall.On her laptop screen, Ethan Calloway’s business proposal lay open—sent to her by Lucian.She read through it carefully, scanning each page with a sharp, critical eye. Before approaching her, Ethan had first sought Lucian’s investment. Desperately so.The numbers didn’t lie—Calloway Enterprises was crumbling. Its finances were a tangled mess of failing ventures and dwindling reserves. If Lucian agreed to this deal, he wouldn’t just be investing in Ethan’s company. He’d be saving him.Aurora let out a humorless chuckle.
Aurora sat at a corner table in the dimly lit restaurant, her fingers tracing the rim of her wine glass as she waited.The air was thick with the scent of seared steak and expensive perfume, a quiet hum of conversation filling the space around her. The restaurant was exclusive, and intimate—exactly the kind of place Ethan Calloway would choose.She had expected a business meeting. That was what he had said when he reached out. A discussion about their companies. About the merger.But the moment she arrived, she knew something was off.The low candlelight, the private seating, the way the staff greeted her like she was someone special—someone they had been expecting.This wasn’t a business dinner.
Aurora sat in the grand study of the estate, the soft glow of the desk lamp casting elongated shadows against the towering mahogany bookshelves. The dim lighting did little to warm the chill creeping through her veins.Lucian isn’t who you think he is.Ethan’s words had been a mere whisper, but they echoed through her mind like a relentless storm. She had dismissed him, convinced herself that he was only trying to manipulate her, to twist the truth into something that would serve his own agenda.And yet…The doubt lingered.She hated that it did.Aurora tapped her nails against the polished surface of the desk, her other hand hovering over the keyboard. Her laptop screen glowed in the dim room, illuminating Lucian’s file. She had gone through it before—several times, in fact. Everything appeared in order. His name. His birth records. His status as an orphan.But tonight, she needed more.She needed certainty.Taking a deep breath, she bypassed the general records and accessed the esta
Aurora sat stiffly in the back seat, her arms crossed over her chest, fingers gripping the fabric of her dress. The weight of her discovery pressed heavily against her, and no matter how much she tried to rationalize it, the unease refused to leave her.Lucian had secrets. Big ones. And now, she had to know the truth.When the car rolled to a smooth stop in front of the grand estate, Aurora hesitated for a moment before stepping out. The imposing structure loomed over her, just as cold and unyielding as the man she had come to see.She took a breath, squared her shoulders, and walked inside.The butler greeted her with a nod, but she barely acknowledged him as she made her way toward the study, where she knew her father would be. The large oak doors were slightly ajar, and she could hear the faint clinking of glass from within.She didn’t bother knocking.Pushing the door open, she stepped inside.Her father, Francisco Lancaster, sat behind his heavy desk, pouring himself a glass of w
Ethan leaned back in the leather chair, a slow smirk playing on his lips as he tapped the end of his pen against the freshly signed contract. The golden emblem of Blackwood Enterprises gleamed under the dim office lighting, its weight pressing against the thick stack of documents before him.Done.After weeks of negotiations, endless meetings, and carefully crafted maneuvers, he had finally sealed the deal. A lucrative partnership with Lucian Blackwood.Alfred, Lucian’s butler and trusted confidant, stood across from him, his expression composed as always. The man was unreadable—too well-trained, too accustomed to the world of high society and business dealings.“Mr. Calloway,” Alfred said smoothly, collecting the documents with precision, “Blackwood Enterprises looks forward to this partnership.”Ethan chuckled, stretching his arms behind his head. “I’m sure Lucian does. He wouldn’t have let you handle this if he didn’t.”Alfred remained unfazed. “Mr. Blackwood trusts that this col
Aurora sat across from Ethan in the sleek conference room, her face impassive as the final contract was laid before them. The dim glow of the city skyline seeped through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long shadows across the polished table.This was it.The final step.She reached for the pen, her fingers steady as she signed her name in precise, fluid strokes. Ethan followed suit, his smirk widening as he set the pen down with a flourish.Done.Lancaster Tech Innovations and Calloway Enterprises were now merged in partnership.And Ethan thought he had won.She could see it in his eyes, in the way he leaned back in his chair with that self-assured arrogance, his fingers drumming against the armrest as if he had already claimed victory.Aurora simply folded her hands in her lap, her expression unreadable.“So, this is the beginning of everything. How do you feel, Mr. Calloway?” Aurora asked, smirking. “Well, you can say that I’m very excited about this partnership. I assure you
The grand ballroom of the Alaric Hotel was bathed in golden light, the chandeliers casting a soft, luxurious glow over the guests dressed in their finest. The music thrummed in the background, the clinking of champagne glasses and the hum of laughter filling the space.It was extravagant. Too extravagant.Aurora knew excess when she saw it, and tonight’s celebration reeked of recklessness.A towering ice sculpture of the Calloway and Lancaster logos intertwined stood in the center of the hall, an ostentatious display of what was supposed to be the "glorious union" of their companies. The finest wines, imported delicacies, and endless entertainment had been arranged, all at a cost that was bleeding LIT’s funds dry.Ethan and Vanessa weren’t just celebrating—they were flaunting their victory.Aurora stepped into the ballroom, the fabric of her midnight-blue gown flowing around her as Lucian walked beside her. He was dressed sharply in an all-black suit, his presence commanding as alwa
Aurora remained poised, her sharp eyes watching everything from behind the rim of her champagne glass. The celebration was extravagant, but beneath the glitz and glamour, she saw the truth—Ethan and Vanessa were basking in their delusions of control. Their arrogance was suffocating, almost laughable.Let them think they’ve won.She took a slow sip, letting the bubbles linger before swallowing. Across the room, Lucian was engaged in conversation with a group of businessmen, his presence commanding as always. She had chosen to stay at their table, alone for the most part, though some guests approached her, exchanging pleasantries.Then, just as she turned to excuse herself from the idle chatter, Ethan appeared."Enjoying the party?" he asked, his smirk
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