Aurora lay beside Lucian, her eyes tracing the sharp lines and softened edges of his face as he slept. His breathing was slow and steady, his expression peaceful—so different from the man who had fought for her just hours ago. She memorized every detail, committing them to memory.
There was no doubt now—she liked this man.
Her husband.
A man was full of secrets.
A man she still couldn’t fully trust.
She had thought she’d never open her heart again after what Ethan did to her. But Lucian was different. He had shattered her defenses without even trying, making her feel things she wasn’t sure she was ready for.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the hotel room. Aurora stirred, her body instinctively seeking the warmth beside her. But the bed was empty.Lucian was already up.She blinked away the haze of sleep and sat up, stretching. Her eyes landed on him immediately—standing by the window, phone pressed to his ear, his body tense.Something was wrong.She slipped out of bed quietly, padding over to him. Lucian’s gaze flickered to her as she approached, but he didn’t say anything. His expression was unreadable.Then, his grip on the phone tightened.“Are you sure?”Aurora stilled, her heart picking up pace.Lucian listened for a few more seconds before muttering a sharp, “Understood,” and ending the call.“What is it?” she asked immediately.Lucian exhaled, rubbing his jaw. “It’s confirmed. Ethan really is in Paris.”Aurora’s eyes widened. She already knows about it because of Red, but she try to mask her reaction. “I knew it! It was really him last
The dimly lit room felt heavy with tension. Aurora could almost taste the scent of cigars and aged whiskey clinging to the air.The club’s private lounge was secluded—designed for deals made in whispers and sealed with blood.Across from her, lounging like a king on a velvet armchair, sat Ruel Gaviez—the son of the infamous Mafia leader, Rafael Gaviez. A lazy smirk tugged at his lips as he swirled a glass of brandy in his hand.His sharp eyes flickered between her and Lucian, amusement dancing in their dark depths.“So?” Ruel mused, taking a slow sip of his drink. “What can you possibly offer that’s greater than Ethan Calloway’s deal with us?”Aurora’s gaze darkened. “You met with Ethan Calloway.” Her voice was smooth, and controlled. “What was the deal?”Beside her, Lucian grabbed her arm. She turned, catching the warning in his eyes. But she didn’t waver. Instead, she stared at him with unwavering determination.Ruel raised a brow, the smirk never leaving his lips.“Straight to the
Lucian stormed out of the club’s private lounge with Aurora hot on his heels. The dimly lit hallway echoed with the sharp click of her heels as she chased after him, her frustration bubbling over.“Lucian, wait—”He spun around so fast she nearly collided with his chest. His eyes, usually so controlled, burned with an anger she rarely saw directed at her.“Do you know what you’re doing, Aurora?” His voice was low but sharp, cutting through the tension between them like a blade. “I thought you were going to listen to me!”Aurora squared her shoulders, refusing to back down. “I do know what I’m doing.”Lucian let out a humorless chuckle, running a hand through his hair. “Oh, really? Because from where I’m standing, you just promised Ruel Gaviez—the son of a goddamn mafia boss—something you have no control over.” His jaw tightened. “Do you even understand how dangerous that was?”Aurora took a step closer, her voice steady. “Lucian, trust me.”His expression darkened. “Trust you?”“Yes.
Ruel leaned back against the velvet couch, watching with barely contained amusement as Gabriel Jimenez sat beside Aurora. His presence alone commanded every eye in the room.Aurora, standing at the center of it all, was unreadable. Calm. Controlled. Like she had anticipated every second of this night.Lucian, however, wasn’t nearly as composed. His jaw was tight, his shoulders stiff—his gaze flickering between Gabriel and Ruel with suspicion.Ruel’s lazy smirk widened as he studied Gabriel. “So, you’re the Gabriel Jimenez.” He whistled, shaking his head. “I have to admit, I wasn’t expecting you to actually show up. I figured our lovely Aurora here was bluffing.”Gabriel barely spared him a glance. His attention was solely on Aurora.“I don’t like wasting time,” Gabriel said smoothly. “You asked for my presence, and I’m here. Now, let’s get to business.”Aurora turned to Ruel, her voice unwavering. “Give me Ethan Calloway.”Ruel raised an eyebrow. “Just like that?” He gestured lazily w
Aurora let out a slow breath, the weight of the evening finally lifting from her shoulders.The tension from inside Ruel’s club still clung to her skin, but for now, it was over.Ethan and Vanessa were in Gabriel’s hands, and she had secured what she had come for.She turned to Gabriel, her lips curving into a small but genuine smile. “Thank you. I never thought you would really come.”Gabriel leaned against his sleek black car, his arms crossed. His sharp gaze softened slightly as he regarded her.“Why wouldn’t I? But what surprised me was you coming back again. I never thought I would receive a message from your little toy.”
The warm glow of the hotel suite’s lamps cast a soft light over the room as Aurora stepped out of the bathroom, rubbing her damp hair with a towel.The city skyline stretched beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, twinkling like a blanket of stars. It was quiet, save for the distant hum of traffic below.Lucian sat on the edge of the bed, his back turned to her, deep in thought. His shirt was unbuttoned, his tie loosened, his usually sharp demeanor dulled by exhaustion. The weight of everything they had gone through was finally settling in.Aurora watched him for a moment before walking over, tossing the towel onto a nearby chair. “You’re quiet,” she noted.Lucian glanced at her, his expression unreadable. “I’m just… thinkin
The courtroom buzzed with a quiet tension that felt almost alive — thick and suffocating. Aurora sat next to Lucian, her fingers interlaced with his, but her grip was tight — not out of fear, but anticipation. They were so close to the end of this nightmare.Lucian leaned in, his voice soft but steady. “Everything will be okay now. You can calm down.”Aurora exhaled sharply, her shoulders still stiff with unease. “I just want this to be over.”Across the room, Ethan Calloway’s face was a mask of cold fury, his hands clenched into fists on the table. His usual arrogance had dimmed, but the simmering rage was still there. Beside him, Vanessa Steele sat with an air of false calm — her lips curled into that same infuriating smirk she always wore when she thought she had the upper hand.Aurora hated that look.When the trial began, Aurora’s anxiety gnawed at her. She knew how powerful the Steele family was — knew how things could turn at any moment. But as the case unfolded, everything
The ride to the hospital felt endless, even though Lucian drove like a man on a mission. The silence inside the car was heavy—thick with unspoken fear and the pounding rhythm of Aurora’s heart. Her fingers twisted in her lap, her nails digging into her palms as she stared out the window without really seeing anything.Lucian reached over, his warm hand covering hers. “He’s going to be okay,” he said quietly, his voice steady, but she heard the worry there too.Aurora didn’t answer—couldn’t. She just nodded and held on tighter.When they arrived at the hospital, the harsh scent of antiseptic hit her immediately, and the fluorescent lights overhead felt cold and unforgiving. The waiting room was full of muted voices and the occasional beep of medical equipment, but all Aurora saw was her mother.Carmela sat in one of the plastic chairs, her face pale and drawn, hands trembling in her lap. When she saw Aurora, she stood up and rushed into her arms, the force of her fear and sorrow hitt
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