LOGINAlex's phone buzzed once, twice, and on the third, he picked up. “Yes, Jason?” Alex’s voice came through, breathless, strained, like he hadn’t slept. “Are you with Lucas?” Jason cut in immediately, his words tumbling out. “Tell me you’re with him.” There was a short, dreadful pause before he responded. “No, Jason,” Alex answered, confusion threading into his tone. Then his voice broke, panic spilling through. “Jason…I’m so scared.” Jason’s grip tightened around the phone. “What are you talking about? Where is he?” Alex sucked in a shaky breath, like he was barely holding himself together. “My Lucas… he…he couldn’t recognize me,” he said, his voice cracking. “He had an accident last night.” “What?!” The shout came in unison.Mr. Westman stiffened. Mrs. Benson gasped loudly. Annie covered her mouth, her eyes widening in horror. Jason felt his heart slam violently against his ribs. “What do you mean he couldn’t recognize you?” he demanded, his voice rising
It felt like the air had been ripped out of his lungs. His fingers slackened around Lucas’s hand as if he’d been burned. “What…?” he whispered, shaking his head in disbelief. “Lucas, it’s me. It’s Alex.” No response except that same distant, searching look. Like the name meant nothing. Panic surged through Alex. “Come on, stop joking,” Alex said quickly, a strained laugh breaking through. “This isn’t funny. You…you scared the hell out of me, okay? So don’t joke…” “Mr. Alex,” the doctor interrupted gently but firmly. Alex turned sharply, eyes wide, desperation bleeding through. “No, you said he was fine, you didn't say he’d forget me! He knows me, he has to remember, please do something!” Alex was panicking badly. He didn't expect what he was observing. He paced around running a hand through his hair. Then turned back and stared at Lucas forcing himself to steady his composure. “Sweetheart, look at me!” Lucas flinched at the raised voice, discomfort flashing ac
Meanwhile, last night, after the paramedics had taken Lucas away, some officers were at the accident scene. They were looking around for means of identification or any important belongings of the victims. One of them had crouched beside the damaged vehicle, still checking carefully. That was when he spotted a phone lying just beneath the driver’s seat. Miraculously, it was intact despite everything else. As he picked it up, the screen lit up and began to buzz instantly. Alex was calling. The officer hesitated for a second, then answered. “Hello?” he said, his tone steady but cautious. “Baby, please let’s…” The voice on the other end started but stopped abruptly. A beat of silence before Alex asked, “Who is this?” Alex’s voice was sharp, laced with confusion and rising dread. His chest tightened in fear. Was it another kidnapping? His thoughts spiraled. The officer straightened slightly, glancing at the wreckage before speaking. “This is a police officer.
He sat there with a clenched jaw, hands resting on the steering wheel. The words came again, Home.His father’s voice still echoed in his head. Come back now! He let out a slow breath, already bracing himself for whatever was waiting. Just as he reached to start the engine. The phone buzzed again as the screen lit up on the dashboard. He glanced at it, and it was still Alex calling. Lucas’s jaw tightened again.“Isn’t he tired of calling already?” he snapped under his breath, irritation flaring up all over again. The phone kept vibrating, annoyingly insistent. Lucas stared at the screen for a second longer, anger simmering beneath the surface, memories flashing too quickly to sort through. The accusations, were dismissed.It was just a fling. His grip on the steering wheel tightened. “No,” he muttered.Without another thought, he reached over and declined the call. Heavy silence returned.He dropped the phone onto the passenger seat, not sparing it
“Did you say safe?” he snapped. “You call this safe?!” His hand slammed against the desk, drawing attention from across the room. “How did my son get kidnapped in the first place?!” The officers remained calm. They are used to this kind of reaction. “Mr. Westman, there’s an ongoing investigation, we…” “I don’t care about your fucking ongoing investigation!” he cut in harshly. “This wouldn’t have happened if he weren’t mixed up with that Alex!” His jaw clenched tightly. “I can bet my life that it's because of Alex,” he spat the name out like poison. “And Lucas, where is he?” he continued, shaking his head in frustration. “That stubborn son of mine! I warned him. I warned him something bad would happen!” The officer tried to interject, “Sir, your son is an adult…” “And that makes this okay?” he snapped back immediately. “That makes it fine for him to be dragged into nonsense like this?” His breathing was heavy now, anger mixing with fear he refused to sh
The rejection hit harder. Lucas flexed his sore wrists, refusing to look at him. “I said I’m fine,” he added. The response was colder. Silence settled over the room. It was heavy and awkward. Alex swallowed hard, his chest tightening as he watched Lucas pull further away, not physically, but in every other way that mattered. For the first time since finding him, relief wasn’t the strongest emotion in his chest. It was fear because Lucas wasn’t just hurt.He was done with him. The ride to the hospital was quiet. Lucas sat in the back of the police vehicle, his arms resting stiffly on his lap, wrists throbbing with every slight movement. He didn’t look out the window. Didn’t speak. Behind them, Alex followed.His car trailed at a distance, never too close, never too far. Like he was afraid that if he lost sight of Lucas for even a second, he’d lose him completely. At the hospital, everything moved quickly. The questions and the forms. The lights were too bri
Meanwhile, the moment Emily heard Alex say her brother had been drugged, her heart shattered. She screamed, emotion tightening her throat. “Holy crap! What kind of father did the universe curse us with, for God’s sake? Why can’t he just leave my brother alone?” A hot tear slipped down her che
The girl shook in fear and muttered, “I'm sorry, sir.” He stepped closer to her and said in a low tone, “I hate repeating myself girl. Stop wasting my time and speak up,” Alex blasted with gritted teeth, raising his voice. Seduced him and what?” “Seduce and fuck him.” She responded with a sha
Meanwhile, after Alex stepped into the club, he made his way to Jason's usual section. His thoughts kept hovering around the guy who bumped into him earlier and why he looked familiar. He had the feeling that they had met before but couldn't place it. He tried to get it off his chest as he focuse
It was almost seven when Lucas and Emily stood at the entrance to the huge hall for check-in. They had called their father ahead to alert him of their presence. After checking in, they walked into the grand hall. It was filled with excitement. The guests, dressed to the nines, and Lucas and Emil







