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
Aurora groaned in pain. Every inch of her body ached as if she had been crushed beneath a speeding train. She tried to move her limbs, but they refused to obey.“You’re mine now, Aurora.”A deep, familiar voice cut through the fog in her mind.Her brows furrowed. Who…?She forced her heavy eyelids open, but her vision remained blurry. Panic stirred inside her as she tried to sit up, but her body was sluggish, unresponsive. She felt trapped in a haze.‘Where am I? What’s happening?’She struggled, her fingers twitching weakly until she managed to lift her arms. She placed a trembling
“What the fuck is wrong with you, Ethan?! Why did you do that?!” Vanessa hissed, her voice trembling with rage. She paced back and forth in the hotel suite, her heels clicking against the marble floor in sharp, angry taps.Lucian and Aurora had long left, leaving Ethan alone with Vanessa, who was waiting—no, demanding—an explanation.Ethan sat on the edge of the bed, hunched over, his fingers gripping his knees like a scolded child. His jaw clenched as he avoided Vanessa’s piercing glare.“Ethan! Answer me!” she snapped, her patience wearing thin.Ethan grunted, rubbing his face with both hands before sighing heavily. “It’s not my fault, okay?! She took advantage of me!”Vanessa narrowed her eyes. “What the hell are you talking about?”Ethan stood abruptly and grabbed her arms, forcing her to look at him. “Didn’t you notice how she looked at me the entire night? She was flirting with me, Vanessa. She was the one who seduced me.” His voice softened into something pitiful as he cupped h
Aurora remained in Lucian’s penthouse for the next few days, choosing silence over confrontation. She kept her phone off, refusing to entertain the outside world, especially the whispers and speculations that must have already begun. The trauma of what happened lingered in her body like an unwelcome guest, but she found solace in Lucian’s presence.Lucian didn’t ask too many questions. He didn’t push her to talk about what happened unless she wanted to. Instead, he stayed close, offering quiet support in the form of warm meals, reassuring touches, and the kind of patience Aurora never realized she needed.She had always been independent, always fought her own battles. But now, in the safety of his home, she allowed herself to lean on him—even just for a little while.And in those moments, something inside her shifted.“Hmm… I never thought you were a great cook too, huh?” Aurora teased, grinning as she twirled a forkful of creamy truffle pasta. The rich aroma filled the air, making he
Aurora grinned as she watched the chaos outside her car. Camera flashing. Journalists shouting questions. It felt suffocating just to see it.She had anticipated some backlash after Vanessa and Ethan’s ridiculous lawsuit, but this? This was overwhelming.Her chest tightened. The thought of stepping out, of having to push through the sea of microphones and intrusive eyes, sent a wave of anxiety through her.She couldn’t do it.Not now.Beth sat beside her, scrolling through her tablet with furrowed brows.“It’s all over the internet, Ms. Lancaster. Articles, social media posts, even video clips. They’re twisting the story.”
Ethan leaned back in his chair, a smug grin playing on his lips as he swirled the whiskey in his glass. The dim lighting in his office cast long shadows on the walls, adding to the air of quiet triumph that hung between him and Vanessa.Across from him, Vanessa sat with one leg crossed over the other, practically glowing with excitement. She tapped her manicured nails against her phone screen, scrolling through news articles that praised their latest victory.Ethan smirked. “What’s the status?”“We did it,” she said, her voice laced with satisfaction. “LIT is finally ours.”Ethan chuckled, taking a slow sip of his drink. “And Aurora didn’t even put up a fight.”Vanessa smirked, setting her phone down. “How could she? She’s been too busy hiding from the scandal. She didn’t even see this coming.”Ethan exhaled in amusement, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. Lancaster Tech Innovations was finally under his control. Aurora had been naive, believing that the merger had been for the comp
Aurora let out a frustrated scream, throwing the remote across the room as the press conference ended. The screen went black for a second before the news anchor reappeared, discussing Ethan and Vanessa’s so-called "victory" over her. Her chest heaved with anger, her nails digging into her palms as she processed everything they had just said.“Fuck them!” she screamed again. They dared to paint her as the villain, twisting the narrative to make themselves look like the victims. Ethan sat there with his fake concern, pretending to be the bigger person, while Vanessa feigned distress as if she wasn’t the one orchestrating all of this behind the scenes.But what infuriated her the most wasn’t their lies—they attempted to steal LIT from her.Her company.Her legacy.The company that her father entrusted to her. It didn’t take long when her phone suddenly rang. She exhaled sharply when she saw that it was her father. “Dad–” “What the hell is going on, Aurora?! What is happening to my
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