Lucian opened the car door of Aurora. “I’ll join you later. Let’s have a dinner as a celebration.”Aurora smiled. Lucian had been supporting her since the beginning. And she was happy learning that he didn’t leave her.“Sure. I will wait for you in your house.”“Okay.”Aurora entered the car and Lucian closed it. As soon as she sat in the car seat. She felt the exhaustion pressing down on her like a heavyweight.The trial had ended, Ethan was behind bars, and Vanessa was scrambling to regain control of the narrative. But it wasn’t over. Not really. She still has a lot to deal with.She sighed
A dull ache pounded at the back of Aurora’s head as she slowly regained consciousness. Her vision blurred, darkness stretching in every direction as she tried to make sense of her surroundings.Where am I?Panic struck her like a bolt of lightning when she realized she couldn’t move.Her wrists and ankles were tied to the bed. The rough texture of the rope bit into her skin as she struggled against it, but it wouldn’t budge. Her breathing turned ragged, heart hammering against her ribs as fear clawed its way up her throat.The air in the room was thick with the scent of dust and something metallic—blood?Her pulse spiked.The sound of a creaking do
“Then, you will help me instead.”Aurora frowned. “What do you mean?”Aurora’s muscles tensed as the man stood beside the bed. His jaw was tight, but there was no longer any malice in his eyes—only something raw, something desperate.“I… never wanted to do this,” he finally said, his voice quiet, yet filled with an unspoken weight.Aurora narrowed her eyes, still on high alert. “Then why? What is your name?”Nico exhaled sharply, rubbing a hand over his face. He seemed to be warring with himself, struggling between duty and conscience.“My name… is Nico. I was just desperate.”
The drive to the hospital was tense, filled with silence thick enough to cut through. Aurora sat in the backseat with Carla, who rested weakly against her shoulder. The girl’s breathing was shallow, her fragile body barely able to stay upright.Every few minutes, Aurora would glance down at her, her heart twisting painfully at the sight.“We’re almost there,” she murmured, gently squeezing Carla’s cold fingers.Carla managed a weak smile, her lips barely moving. “Thank you, Miss Aurora…”Aurora smiled back, brushing Carla’s damp forehead. “Just Aurora. And don’t thank me yet. Save it for after you’re healthy.”Nico remained silent in the driv
The soft beeping of the monitors filled the quiet hospital room. The scent of antiseptic lingered in the air, but Aurora had gotten used to it over the past few days. She sat on a chair beside Carla’s bed, gently brushing a stray strand of hair from the girl’s forehead. Carla was still asleep, her small body looking fragile under the hospital sheets.Aurora sighed and leaned back, exhaustion evident in her posture. She hadn’t left Carla’s side since the surgery. The doctors said she was stable, but Aurora wouldn’t feel at ease until the girl opened her eyes and spoke.Nico stood by the window, watching Aurora’s every move. His arms were crossed over his chest, his expression unreadable. He had spent most of his life distrusting people like her—rich, powerful, untouchable. But seeing Aurora take care of Carla with such gentleness, without expecting anything in return, was something he hadn’t been prepared for.He felt guilty.This woman—the same woman he had kidnapped—was now saving h
Aurora watched Nico to be taken by the police. She grunted. “This isn’t right, Lucian!” she argued, turning sharply to face him. “Nico told the truth. He was being used. He doesn’t deserve to be locked up like a criminal.”Lucian exhaled sharply. “Aurora, he is a criminal. He kidnapped you.”“He didn’t hurt me,” she shot back. “And he was desperate. You saw how much he loves his sister. He was willing to do anything to save Carla.”“That doesn’t excuse his actions,” Lucian said firmly. “If we let him go just because we understand his reasons, then what kind of message does that send? Actions have consequences.”Aurora clenched her jaw. She understood that. She really did. But something about this situation felt unfair.A sudden knock at the door interrupted their argument. One of Lucian’s men stepped inside, his expression serious. “Sir, Miss Aurora, Carla has woken up.”Aurora’s frustration vanished in an instant. Without another word, she turned and rushed out of the office, making
The media frenzy surrounding Ethan’s escape was relentless. News anchors dissected every possible theory about his whereabouts, reporters swarmed the prison for answers, and social media was flooded with speculation.The manhunt had begun, and yet, Ethan was nowhere to be found.Vanessa, ever the opportunist, had seized the moment.She played the role of the heartbroken fiancée flawlessly, crying on national television, begging for Ethan to return home.Aurora sat in Lucian’s office, watching the press conference play out on the large screen mounted on the wall.Vanessa dabbed at her eyes with a tissue, her voice trembling with just the right amount of fragility.“I… I just want him to come home,” she sniffled. “I know Ethan. He’s scared. He thinks he has no way out. But, Ethan, if you’re watching this, please—please turn yourself in. We can fix this together.”Aurora scoffed, shaking her head. “She’s good, I’ll give her that.”Lucian, who stood behind her with his arms crossed, let
Aurora sat in her lawyer’s office, her fingers drumming against the mahogany desk as she listened intently. The weight of everything pressed against her chest. She wanted to help Nico—he had made a mistake, yes, but he wasn’t like Ethan or Vanessa. He wasn’t a monster.“I don’t want to file charges against him,” she stated firmly, her voice resolute.Her lawyer, Mr. Rivas, adjusted his glasses and sighed. “Aurora, I understand your sentiment, but legally speaking, Nico is still the one who kidnapped you. No matter his reasons, he committed a crime.”Aurora clenched her jaw, frustration bubbling inside her. “But he had no choice! He was desperate to save his sister. I don’t want him to suffer for something that Vanessa orchestrated.”“I get that,” Mr. Rivas said, leaning back in his chair. “And that’s why I propose an alternative. We can negotiate a deal with the prosecution. Instead of facing the full extent of the charges, we can push for him to be the star witness against Vanessa.
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