Se connecterThe Abandoned Warehouse — 8:15 PMThe sound of a car approaching echoed through the quiet coastal road.Inside the warehouse, Lucian slowly lifted his head.He recognized the sound of footsteps approaching the entrance, followed by the creaking of the enormous metal doors.Then he heard her voice."Lucian!"His heart tightened."Caliste?"She rushed inside, her eyes frantically searching the dimly lit warehouse until they landed on him.He was sitting on a metal chair, his hands tied behind his back, his face bruised, and his shirt stained with blood."Lucian!"She dropped her handbag and ran toward him."Oh, God..." Her voice trembled as she knelt in front of him. "What have they done to you?""Caliste, what are you doing here?" Lucian demanded, struggling against his restraints. "You shouldn't have come!""Don't talk. Let me get you out of here."Her trembling fingers searched for the knots around his wrists."Caliste, listen to me. You need to leave.""I'm not leaving you!""Dammit
The distorted voice on the other end made Caliste's blood run cold."Who is this? Where is Lucian?"A low chuckle followed."Your uncle sends his regards."Caliste froze.Her fingers tightened around the phone."Desmond?""Very good. It seems you haven't forgotten your family."Victoria immediately looked at her.Desmond Winslow.The man who had caused years of suffering within the Winslow family. The man Caliste had hoped never to encounter again."What have you done to Lucian?" Caliste demanded."Your beloved Lucian is perfectly alive. For now.""Let him go!""Unfortunately, that's not how this works, my dear."There was a brief silence before Desmond continued."I want something from you. Something that belongs to Lucian Velmore."Caliste swallowed."What do you want?""His shares in Velmore Corporation. All of them."Her eyes widened."What?""His controlling shares. I want the documents transferred, and I want them delivered personally. In exchange, you get your precious Lucian b
The following morning, Caliste woke up earlier than usual.Lucca had been excited since the previous night, repeatedly reminding her that his father was coming to take them out for breakfast."Mommy! Is Father here yet?"Caliste glanced at the clock. It was already ten fifteen."Not yet, sweetheart. Maybe he's caught in traffic."Lucca pressed his face against the living room window, watching every car that passed through the gates.Caliste smiled faintly, though a small crease had formed between her brows.Lucian was many things, but he had never broken a promise to their son.She picked up her phone and dialed his number.It rang several times before going unanswered.She tried again.Nothing."Maybe he's busy," Lucca said, trying to sound unconcerned.Caliste crouched beside him and gently brushed his hair away from his forehead."Why don't you go get your favorite toy? We'll wait a little longer."But another thirty minutes passed, and Lucian still hadn't arrived.This time, Calis
A year had passed since that afternoon in the garden.And for the first time in his life, Lucian Velmore had learned that loving someone sometimes meant walking away.He never returned to Estrella Villa unannounced. He stopped looking for excuses to see Caliste, stopped asking Victoria about her, and no longer lingered whenever he visited Lucca. He kept his promises as a father, but he no longer tried to be anything more than that.Instead, he buried himself in work.Velmore Corporation expanded under his leadership, acquiring new companies and securing influential partnerships. His days were filled with board meetings, negotiations, and overseas business trips. The ruthless businessman everyone knew had returned, perhaps even colder than before.But every weekend, without fail, he made time for Lucca.He attended his school activities, took him to lunch, listened to his endless stories, and never forgot a birthday or a promise.He had learned to love his son without using him as a re
Lucian sat in the drawing room, his sleeves rolled up, his tie undone. It was one of the rare days he allowed himself to visit the Estrella Villa, not to disturb Caliste, but because of Lucca.The boy sat cross-legged on the floor near the window, surrounded by scattered sketches of planes and castles. His dark hair caught the sunlight, and when he looked up at Lucian, his eyes mirrored his father's—icy blue, piercing yet warm when they softened.Lucian watched him quietly, the corner of his lips twitching with a restrained smile. "You've been drawing again," he said in his low, calm tone.Lucca nodded, proudly holding up his paper. "It's you and Mother… and me."Lucian leaned forward to look. The drawing was clumsy but full of heart Caliste stood in the middle, smiling, while Lucian and Lucca each held one of her hands. Above them, a sun with a crooked smile shone brightly.Lucian's chest tightened. "That's beautiful," he murmured.Lucca looked up innocently. "Do you think Mother wil
Velmore Corporate Tower – Midnight, 42nd FloorThe entire floor was silent except for the low hum of the city lights below. In the corner office, a woman in a crimson silk robe sat on a high-backed chair, legs crossed, the glow from the window outlining her poised figure.The screen in front of her displayed live CCTV footage — Desmund Winslow inside his cell, speaking to her through a secure video call.Desmund (on screen): "It's done. Lucian's guilt is eating him alive. Caliste's broken. You should be satisfied now."The woman smirked, swirling the wine in her glass. Her reflection showed her cold beauty — sharp cheekbones, perfect curls, and eyes filled with bitter nostalgia.Mirana Vale.The same supermodel who once ruled fashion covers and walked every elite runway — and the same woman who had once claimed to be pregnant with Lucian Velmore's child.Mirana: "Satisfied? Not yet, Desmund. I've waited years for this. Lucian took everything from me — my fame, my career, my dignity. W
The restaurant glowed softly under golden chandeliers, its atmosphere hushed and intimate. Every table was adorned with flickering candles and vases of white roses — elegant, quiet, timeless, much like the man waiting for her.Caelum stood when Caliste arrived. He was effortlessly charming in a nav
Three years.Three long years had passed since Caliste Winslow last set foot on the Velmore island—the very place where she had given birth to the child she never got to hold.Time had not dulled the scar in her heart, but it had taught her how to live again.She had returned to her parents' home,
The clink of cutlery and the soft scrape of a chair filled the grand Velmore dining hall as Caliste slid into a vacant spot at the long table. They are invited for a gathering hosted by the Velmores last night. Everyone left after dinner leaving only her and Lucian to accompany Victoria, and Victo
Three years. That's how long it had been since Lucian Velmore last saw his wife.Not that he missed her.The wedding had been political—just a handshake with a kiss. A deal between two empires. He played the role of the cold groom in a perfectly tailored suit, she played the role of the smiling bri







