로그인Julian woke up to pain. It was neither the sharp nor dull kind. It was the kind of pain that sat behind his eyes and throbbed through his skull with every heartbeat.His lashes fluttered once.Twice.A groan scraped out of his throat as consciousness slowly settled in.He looked around, first taking note of the darkness—the dark ceiling.Panic shot through Julian and he was almost at the cusp of struggling when the smell of cold air wafted through his nostrils, when the faint scent of cigar smoke and bleach made him shiver.Julian’s brows furrowed immediately.He knew this place.He knew it too well.This was his father’s estate. The underground basement.That was when he recalled his brother being in his penthouse and spewing nonsense before he was claimed by darkness.A humorless laugh nearly left Julian before another pulse of pain hit his head.“You finally decided to join us.” A voice echoed as the lights came on, nearly blinding Julian. It was Antonio’s voice. “Such a deep sleep
Later that evening Julian entered into his penthouse and came to an abrupt halt when he saw the figure standing outside by the balcony.His brother, Antonio.Antonio did not look the picture of composure like he always did. He seemed disheveled, shoulders rising and falling with each inhale and exhale of smoke from the cigarette stick burning between his fingers.He had already finished a full pack, and had now smoke half from the new pack.Julian dragged his fingers through his hair. “How did you know I was here?” he asked, going to stand beside his brother by the balcony.Antonio merely cast him a glance as though he didn’t exist. “I didn’t,” he answered simply. “Went to your house, found your girl. She directed me here.”Julian’s eyes widened. “Did you tell her you’re my brother?”“I’m not a fool, Julian,” Antonio hissed. “But… just for the fun of it, I did say we’re lovers.”“Eww! What the fuck! That’s even worse.” Julian scrunched his face.“The prospect of having a man as a love
The gravel crunched sharply beneath Lena’s heels as she stormed out of the house, the front door slamming so hard behind her it rattled the glass panes.“Lena, wait!”Leo’s voice chased after her, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps.She didn’t stop.Didn’t slow.“Don’t follow me!” she snapped over her shoulder, her voice already breaking at the edges.“I’m not letting you walk off like this,” Leo shot back, catching up to her in a few long strides. “Lena, just listen—”“I said don’t follow me!” she spun around so abruptly he almost ran into her. “What part of that is confusing to you?”Leo held up his hands slightly, breathing hard. “You’re not thinking clearly right now—”“Oh, I’m thinking very clearly!” she cut in, her eyes blazing. “Clear enough to know that my entire life has been built on lies!”“Lena—”“Don’t ‘Lena’ me!” she barked. “You lied to me!”“I didn’t lie—”“You knew!” she shouted, jabbing a finger into his chest. “You knew and you kept your mouth shut! What is
Lena’s fingers were in her hair, tugging, pulling until her scalp hurt, as though attempting to pull herself out of the dreadful reality she just found herself in.She paced in short and quick steps, skin trembling, more with anger than any other thing.The anger of being betrayed.Of being lied to.Of everything.“Lena,” Leo called out.She didn’t respond.“Lena,” her father whispered. “Can you sit? There’s still so much to discuss.”She said nothing, still lost.“Lena!” Leo screamed and that finally gained her attention.She slowed to a stop, and stood there for a moment, breathing through it, her chest rising and falling like she was trying to force her body back under control.“Don’t ever yell my name in that tone, Leo. I won’t warn you again,” she gritted and if the threat was lost in her voice, her eyes most certainly showed it.Slowly, she stepped back into the seat she’d been occupying and lowered herself into it.Her hands came together on her lap, interlocking. She tightened
The moment Lena walked into her father’s house, the atmosphere was enough to make her have a heart attack.The tension could be cut through.Pedro King was pacing the living room, a half-drunk glass of wine tucked between his thumb and index finger.He stopped when his son and daughter walked in. His chest rose on a deep inhale and he thinned his lips into a forced smile.“Very nice of you to join me,” he said mostly to Lena.Lena shrugged and she plopped down on a chair. “It’s not like I had too much of a choice. Not when Leo wouldn’t leave without me.”She wanted to ask what was going on.In fact, her mind was running in circles, trying to conjure every possible scenario that’d have her father and brother this tense. But nothing came to mind.The only thing she knew she’d done wrong was the Julian controversy, but she believed they were past that.Pedro let out a slow breath, like he had been holding it in since the moment she stepped in. “Sit properly, Lena,” he said.“I am sitting
“You’ve been too quiet for days now, Leo. Did something happen on your trip?” That was Lena’s voice, laced with worry.It had been three days since Leo and his father returned from their trip to Julian’s family home, and since, Leo had been fighting demons.He had been a shadow of himself, always lost in thoughts, always sobbing, zoning out, never truly understanding what was happening around him.His head was filled with all things Antonio.Which was why he had been delaying talking to Lena about the whole situation—with their family being involved with the underworld. Until today, when he couldn’t delay it any longer, because their father literally dragged him out of the house and forced him to go bring Lena home for the big talk.“I’m just… tired,” he muttered.“Really?” Lena raised a brow. “Just tired?”“Yep,” Leo said, popping the p.“Great.”Leo drummed his index finger on the steering wheel, stealing glances at Lena. “So… what did you do while we were away?”“Nothing much.” L
The door shut behind Rose and Julian with a muted thud.The room was quiet in a way that felt deliberate, insulated from the pulse of the club below. Thick curtains blocked out the city lights. The faint hum of the building’s systems was the only reminder that the night outside was still alive.Jul
The roar of congratulations had settled slightly, and now Lena was with her father, speaking to a few of his friends who attended his birthday party.They spoke of everything and nothing at the same time. Some of the men spoke mostly of Lena’s beauty and carriage and the way they’d like her to meet
The night was truly worth every bit of Lena’s time. Physically, at least. Emotionally, however, she felt hollow. Empty. So empty that she in fact began to wonder why she had easily succumbed to sexual temptation.Was it because she was jealous of the chemistry between Rose and Julian? Lena asked he
Lena returned home hours ago, but as the sun began to set and night fell, she began feeling guilty about how she had left her lunch with Jack.Which led to picking up her phone and dialing his number.Jack answered on the first ring. Though the act made it seem as though he was eager, he did not sa







