LOGINScarlet's POV The courthouse was cold despite the summer heat outside. I sat in the wooden gallery waiting for my case to be called. My lawyer, Patricia, sat beside me reviewing notes. She was in her fifties, sharp as a knife, and had handled my divorce from Lucas years ago. "You ready?" she asked. "As I'll ever be." Lucas sat on the other side of the courtroom with his lawyer. He'd cleaned up for this. Nice suit. Hair combed. Trying to look like a responsible father instead of the man who'd been too busy having sex to notice his son run away. The bailiff called our case and we all stood. Judge Morrison was a woman in her sixties with gray hair and a no-nonsense expression. "I've reviewed the initial filings," she said. "This hearing was ordered following a serious incident where the minor child, Jace Cole, was kidnapped after leaving Mr. Lucas Cole's re
Damian's Pov It was now two weeks sinve we rescued Jace. Two weeks since I last saw scarlet with my eyes. Not from the secret videos Thomas sent me. I reached her door and srood there for a second trying to calm down. Hoping that this one time she would open and answer me. That ate wouldn't shut me off again. I knocked. I finally heard footsteps inside, abd I felt my heart beating wild against my chest. There was a pause and then the door cracked open, chain still on. Scarlet looked through the gap. Her eyes were red like she'd been crying. She looked exhausted. "What are you doing here?" "I need to talk to you." "I don't want to—" "Please. Just five minutes," I pleased, my hands joined together. I wouldn't be able to bear it if she closed the door on me again. "just this one time please. Don't shut me off, baby." She stared at me for a long momen, and then closed the door. I heard the chain slide off before the door opened again. I heaved a sigh I didn't know I had be
Damian's pov Grant's expression said it all. "Not without a blood test from that night. And even then, Rohypnol leaves the system within 24-72 hours. It's been nine weeks.""So this is useless.""I didn't say that." He pulled up more footage. "Watch what happens next."On screen, I was barely able to sit upright. Victoria was holding me steady, talking to the bartender. Then she helped me stand."She's taking you upstairs," Grant narrated.The footage showed her half-carrying me through the lobby to the elevators."Now here's where it gets interesting." Grant switched files. "Hallway footage from that floor.""The hotel said there was a malfunction—""There was. After I pushed hard enough, they admitted the cameras were working that night but the files were corrupted. Corrupted the same night you were there. Convenient, right?""She deleted them.""Or paid someone to. These hotels have lax security. Fifty bucks to the right person and footage disappears."Grant showed me what little
Damian's POVThe penthouse was too quiet.I sat in the dark living room, phone in my hand, staring at Scarlet's contact. I'd called again but it just went straight to voicemail.She'd turned her phone off.Or maybe... blacklisted me. I dropped my head into my hands. My arm was bandaged where the bullet had grazed me but I barely felt it. The physical pain was nothing compared to the look on Scarlet's face when she saw that photograph.The door opened and I watched as Thomas let himself in with his spare key."You look like hell," he said, plopping himself on the couch opposite me. "She won't answer," I responded groggily. He chuckled before swinging his arm over the couch. "Give her time. She just went through—""I know what she just went through!" I stood up, and started pacing. "And she thinks I cheated on her. She thinks that baby is mine. You know there's no way I'll ever do that!'Thomas set down a bag of food on the table and I gave him a look. He knew I wouldn't eat. "Wouldn
Scarlet's PovThe morning sun was blinding after the dim interior. Police vehicles everywhere. Officers talking to paramedics. Media vans starting to gather at the property line, held back by yellow tape.Paramedics rushed toward me and Jace immediately."Ma'am, are you okay? Let us check you over."One of them was young and kind-looking. She crouched down to Jace's level. "Hey buddy. My name is Sarah. Can I take a look at that cut?"Jace buried his face in my neck."It's okay, baby," I murmured. "She's going to help make sure you're okay."They guided us toward an ambulance. I sat on the back edge, letting them examine Jace first. His cut needed cleaning and proper bandaging but wasn't serious. They checked him for other injuries. Asked him questions gently.I watched Damian emerge from the farmhouse. He was talking to Detective Martinez. Answering questions. His arm was still bleeding through the bandage where the bullet had grazed him.He kept glancing over at me and Jace. I looked
Scarlet's POV "That's a lie." My voice cut through the chaos of the farmhouse. Police officers surrounding us, Michael bleeding on the floor from Damian's gunshot. and Victoria in handcuffs with that smug smile still on her face. There was no way she was saying the truth. It had to be a lie. "Is it?" Victoria tilted her head. "Why would I lie about something so easy to prove?" Damian stepped forward. "You're desperate. You know you're going to prison. You'll say anything." Of course! Victoria thought she could outsnart us. She's trapped so she needs a leverage. Damian would never betray me like that But then I remembered the words Michael had daud before he got shot. He had insinuated that Damian was charting on me. No. no. I can't let this people get into my head. "Take her away," I said, my teeth gritted, before I turned to Detective Martinez. "She just held a knife to my son's throat. I want her out of my sight." Two officers moved toward Victoria. This time she did
THE FIRST HEARINGScarletFamily court was nothing like I'd imagined.I'd pictured something official and imposing—wood-paneled walls, a stern judge in robes, the weight of justice hanging in the air. Instead, it was a bland administrative building with fluorescent lights and cheap carpet, looking
YOU COULD LOSE CUSTODY FOREVERScarlet "We fight for sole custody with supervised visitation," Patricia said. "We argue that Lucas is essentially a stranger to Jace, that forcing the child into an overnight custody arrangement would be traumatic. We request that any visitation be gradual, supervis
THE MORNING AFTERScarletI woke to sunlight streaming through unfamiliar windows, my body aching in ways I'd never experienced before.Pleasant ways. Sore muscles. Tender skin where it felt like mouth had been. The lingering ghost of sensation between my thighs that made heat flood my cheeks even
THE CUSTODY BATTLEScarletI couldn't breathe.The words Marcus Reeves had spoken kept echoing in my head: Emergency partial custody. DNA confirmation. Papers within the hour.My son. Lucas was coming for my son."Scarlet." Damian's hand was on my shoulder, grounding me. "Breathe."I sucked in air,







