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Chapter Three
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2026-06-26 04:28:55Lila’s POV
I sat in the waiting room with a cup of cold coffee between my hands. The divorce papers in my bag still felt heavy, and my father’s pale face from a few minutes ago refused to leave my mind. Everything had happened so fast. One moment I was finally free, the next I was trapped in this hospital with my whole world falling apart again. Victoria returned with my mother, her eyes burned when they landed on me. “The police are here,” she said, not hiding the satisfaction in her voice. “They want to talk to everyone.” Two officers stepped into the room. One of them looked straight at Damien. “Mr. Voss, we need to speak with you first.” Damien’s face stayed blank and cold. He followed them to a quiet corner without glancing at me. I watched from my seat as they talked in low voices. After a few minutes he walked back, his expression still hard. “They think the shooting is connected to my company,” he said flatly. “Some contract fight with your father last month.” I stood up quickly, my heart racing. “Did you have anything to do with it?” His eyes flashed cold for a second. “No, Lila. I swear on Liam’s life. I would never hurt your family.” He didn’t step closer. He didn’t offer any comfort. He simply stood there with his arms crossed, looking at me like I was just another problem he had to deal with. Before I could say anything else, Victoria moved beside him, her shoulder brushing his. She gave me a small, sharp smile. “See? Even the police are here because of the mess you caused by walking out tonight. You should have stayed in your place.” “Victoria,” Damien said quietly, but there was no real anger in his voice. He sounded tired more than anything. The doctor came back into the waiting area, his face serious. “He’s awake now and asking for Damien.” We followed him down the hall in heavy silence. Dad looked weak in the bed, but his eyes sharpened the moment he saw Damien. “You,” Dad said hoarsely. “Did you do this to me?” Damien stood at the foot of the bed, hands in his pockets, face calm and distant. “No, sir. I swear I didn’t.” Dad coughed hard, his body shaking with the effort. “You made my daughter miserable for nine years. If your dirty business caused this, I will destroy you from this bed.” Damien’s expression turned colder. “Watch your words, old man. I’m trying to keep this family together whether you like it or not.” Dad turned his tired eyes to me. “Take Liam and run, Lila. Do not let him pull you back in. You finally got out. Stay out.” Damien’s hand suddenly grabbed mine, his grip firm and controlling. “We’re leaving now,” he said in a low voice. “You’re coming home with me. Liam stays with me too. The papers aren’t filed yet. You’re still my wife.” I tried to pull away. “Damien, stop. You signed them. You told me to leave.” He didn’t loosen his hold. “Things changed the moment your father got shot. You’re not walking away with my son while this mess is hanging over us.” Victoria stood by the door watching us with a pleased smile. “He’s right, Lila. You caused enough trouble already. Stop making everything worse.” Before I could answer, the monitor beside Dad started beeping loudly. Nurses rushed in, shouting orders. “He’s coding!” Chaos filled the room. Doctors pushed us all out into the hallway. I stood there frozen, heart pounding as I watched them work on my father through the small window. The divorce, the shooting, Victoria’s threats, and now Damien’s tight grip on my arm…everything felt like too much. Damien stood right behind me, his chest almost touching my back. His voice came low and cold in my ear. “You’re not going anywhere, Lila. Not tonight. Not ever.” My phone vibrated in my pocket. Unknown number. With shaking hands I answered it. A distorted voice spoke slowly on the other end. “If you want your father to live, bring the drive tonight. Or the next bullet hits your son.” The line went dead.
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We reached the city as night settled over the streets. Traffic still moved along the roads, but the atmosphere felt strangely tense, as if the entire city had noticed something was wrong. The Voss headquarters rose above everything else, its glass walls reflecting the lights below while the windows remained bright on almost every level. From the outside, the building looked almost normal, yet the usual flow of people was gone. There were no employees rushing through the entrance or security guards moving between the doors. Doors that should have stood open were sealed, and the familiar security points that once belonged to us now answered to someone else. Even the entrance looked different, stripped of the sense of authority it had always carried. The mastermind had taken the entire structure and turned it into a closed fortress, making the heart of the Voss empire feel like a prison.Damien studied the outer walls with the calm of someone who had walked these halls for years. His e
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LilaWe found each other again in a quiet stretch of the lower halls after the worst of the collapse had settled. Dust was still everywhere, and distant sounds of movement reminded us that the danger was not completely over, but Damien seemed focused on something else. His face carried a new clarity, as though a piece of the past had finally fallen into place. He took my hands and asked me to listen without speaking until he finished. His voice stayed low as he began. He told me about the memories that had returned to him. Days from a time when we were both small. A place buried beneath the ground, with plain walls, lights, locked doors, and children who had no idea why they had been taken there. He remembered the questions, the strange rooms, and the fear that followed us everywhere. Most of all, he remembered me. He had known me then, I had known him. We had found each other near a wide window that showed nothing but stone. We had spoken in short, careful sentences because neithe
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The photograph stayed in my hand while the quiet of the room pressed around me, something inside my mind shifted, so suddenly that I almost dropped it. A thin crack opened, and let light come through. I saw myself much younger, standing barefoot on grass with the warmth of the sun against my face. I remembered the high windows of the house, the wide garden, and the familiar halls I had once believed were safe. Then I saw a man who visited often and spoke in a steady voice. He never arrived empty handed, sometimes he brought small gifts, and other times he simply sat with me and asked careful questions. Back then, I had trusted him without hesitation. He felt like someone who belonged at the edges of our family, close enough to know our secrets but never close enough to carry the same name. I never questioned why he came so often, I never wondered why he seemed to know so much about us.More days returned, I watched him walk through the halls of the house where I grew up as though h
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DamienI found Victoria near a collapsed junction where the air still carried dust from the earlier failures. She was checking a side path when she heard me and turned with her weapon half raised. Relief crossed her face once she saw it was me, we spoke in low voices and shared what little we knew. The children were still missing, Lila had been taken and time was slipping. Victoria pointed to a sealed door she had found while searching for another way out. The lock looked older than the rest of the structure yet the metal still held firm.We forced it open together, behind the door stretched a long narrow room lined with metal cabinets and sealed boxes. This was no ordinary storage space, it was an archive built to last through decades. Rows of files sat in careful order with labels marked years that reached further back than either of us had expected. Victoria moved to one side while I took the other, we began pulling drawers and reading what the pages held.The first records sho
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I moved carefully forward until the tight corridor opened up into a small room, faintly lit by a single weak bulb hanging from the ceiling…the atmosphere felt serious in this place. On the far side, sitting quietly, was a man I never thought I would see again. Damien’s father leaned against the stone wall, his clothes torn and stained with dark marks. His face was pale and worn, but when his eyes met mine, they stayed open, filled with a strange mix of recognition and something unspoken.He was badly hurt, each breath seemed to cost him effort. I stopped a few steps away and stared…part of me wanted to turn and keep searching for the children. The history between us carried too many wounds and too much damage. He had stood on the wrong side for too many days…leaving him here felt like the cleaner choice, he watched my face and seemed to read the decision forming…his voice came low. He told me the mastermind had kept him alive for one reason only, he knew where the real evidence sat hi
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