LOGIN“Yeah, yeah,” Tobi waved him off casually. The door slammed shut behind him. Silence settled again. Minutes later, Tobi stood up stretched, and headed towards the door. “Pretty boy, behave.” He said as he stepped out of the room. Minutes later, footsteps echoed from outside. It felt measured andunhurried. The door creaked open. The masked man stepped in.“Tobi,” he called, voice slightly muffled. “Where is Lucas?” “In the room,” Tobi replied lazily.The masked man nodded once, adjusting the edge of his mask before heading inside. Lucas lifted his head the moment the door opened. Their eyes met.Or rather, Lucas stared into the darkness behind the mask.Something twisted in his chest, that feeling again. The man walked closer, then too close. Lucas’s body tensed instantly as the masked figure reached out towards him. His fingers brushed against Lucas’s cheek. A slow, deliberate caress. “Take your hands off me,” Lucas snapped sharply, jerking his
“So you've grown dumb, hmm. What makes you think I trust you enough to give you the right address?” “I messed up, I'm sorry. Please don't hurt him” Alex pleaded. Unfortunately, James was mad and wasn't interested in his apology. “I'm going to bed, to sleep with your sweet Lucas now. Since you've decided to sleep alone without…” “No please, don't…” Alex cut him off before he could finish, but he didn't wait for Alex to land either and ended the call. Alex growled in frustration and left the police behind. His boys followed behind with worry etched on their faces. “Mr Alex, you need to…” the police started but he cut him off. “Don’t you dare…it was all your fault. Everyone of you. From now on, you're not needed, I just want my Lucas alive and unhurt. Do you guys understand that?” “Mr Alex, we need to work together to…” “No, officer, I will work alone from now on, thank you.” He said angrily, entered his car, and left the warehouse. Night stretched endl
Alex was still staring at his screen, Lucas’s unanswered chat burning into his eyes, when his phone buzzed with an unknown number. For a split second, his chest tightened painfully. Please, don’t let it be Mac Hunter. He thought within himself.Swallowing hard, he answered, forcing his voice to stay steady. “Hello?” A low chuckle came through the line, slow, amused, unsettling.“Hey, honey.” Alex’s grip on the phone tightened instantly. “I have someone you might be interested in saving his life here with me.” His pulse spiked, “No.” His mind raced, dread creeping in fast and suffocating him. “Not Lucas. Please, not Lucas.” He whispered to himself. He didn’t speak for a second, afraid his voice might betray him.“Who is this?” he asked finally, tone sharp, controlled, but barely. Another chuckle came, then silence followed. It was deliberate and taunting. “Get ten million ready,” the voice said casually, as if discussing the weather. “I’ll send you
For over a week, their Tom-and-Jerry war dragged on. Their sharp words, colder silences, and a stubborn refusal from both sides to bend. Their pride had dug its claws in too deep. Lucas had moved back home. His father and younger sister welcomed him with warmth he didn’t quite expect. Their relief was obvious in every smile and extra serving at dinner. They had no idea that beneath his calm exterior, a storm was brewing due to Alex. Meanwhile, across town, Alex’s men were still chasing ghosts.James had vanished. There was no trace or sight of him. It was as if he had been swallowed whole by the city. And Lucas… Lucas didn’t believe his mission was just about separating Alex from him. He had the feeling that he must be up to something like planning another blackmail against Alex. So, with his belief that there was a missing piece, which was driving him insane. He told Dan to watch over Alex. By the second week, tension snapped. Alex had been walking past the hallway w
Each step he took seemed measured, controlled, and professional. He stopped in front of him. “Mr. Alex,” he said evenly, his tone stripped of emotion, “your meeting with the Sonia Company is in ten minutes.” Alex didn’t respond immediately.He just looked at him, studying and searching. As if trying to find the crack in that calm Lucas had just built. But Lucas didn’t flinch or look away. And somehow, that calm hit harder than all the anger before.The air shifted again, quieter but no less dangerous. Lucas stood there, waiting for his response. Ten seconds passed, fifteen, still nothing. Alex didn’t move, or speak. He just kept his eyes on the file in front of him like Lucas wasn’t even there. Lucas’s brows pulled together slightly. “Mr. Alex, I said your meeting with the…” “I heard you,” Alex snapped suddenly, his voice sharp enough to cut. “I’m not deaf.” The words hung in the air.Lucas blinked once, then chuckled softly. “Oh dear,” he said, tilting his h
Looking at Lucas, Alex could feel the anger radiating off him like heat, but he didn’t even flinch. Seated behind his desk, he lifted his face, his gaze was calm and unreadable. “Do I look like I have time for games?” he replied coolly.His eyes flicked briefly toward the newly arranged desk. “That’s your seat,” he added. “Go there, sit down. Go through what you’re expected to do and get busy with the work on your desk.” A pause before he said, almost as an afterthought. “When I need you for games, I’ll let you know.” And just like that, he turned away, walking toward the window as if Lucas no longer existed.Lucas stood there for a second, stunned. “Unbelievable…” he muttered under his breath. But curiosity crept in beneath the anger. He wondered, what exactly Alex had set up for him. With a quiet scoff, Lucas walked over and dropped into the chair. He pulled the first document toward him and opened it. His brows furrowed. Then slowly lifted.“You’ve got to be kiddi
Lucas instinctively flexed his fingers, then stopped, as if caught. It wasn't due to pain but due to the sensation Alex’s touch gave him. “It’s nothing,” he murmured, forcing a small smile. Alex wasn’t convinced. He reached out, careful, his fingers hovering before lightly taking Lucas’s hand. “
Alex’s hand slid to Lucas’s back, holding him closer as if he had been waiting forever for the moment. Lucas let himself sink into it, eyes closed, the world narrowing down to the feel of Alex’s lips, and the steady rhythm of his breathing. For a brief, fragile moment, everything else…his father
Lucas’s heart skipped at his words, anxiety set in. He stared around the locker room quickly. Luckily there are still two guys around. He tried to relax as he said, “Listen Zenith, I don't want any problem. I just want…” “Come on, Lucas, relax, it's just a compliment,” he cut in gently and surpr
Lucas swallowed hard. “Yes,” he breathed. Alex let out a shaky laugh. “My heart’s going crazy. Is yours racing right now?” “Yes,” Lucas whispered back. “I think it’s going crazy too.” “Really?” Alex sounded almost relieved. “I like it. That’s a good thing, right?” “What? No—no, it’s not







