All Chapters of UNCHARTED PATH : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

After their laughter, Diana said, “As I said earlier, Emily let him sleep here.” Emily frowned. “I felt uncomfortable with that. How would it help his case?” “Think about it,” Diana said quickly. “If we take him home and your dad finds out his plan failed, he might try something worse next time. But if Lucas stays here, it’ll be easy to make it look like he spent the night with a girl. Your dad will think his plan worked.” Emily hesitated, processing it. The logic made uncomfortable sense. “But…” she said, voice dropping, “what if it wasn’t my dad? What if someone else is targeting him—someone we don’t even know about?” Her eyes shimmered with fear. “What if this is bigger than we think?” “In that case, let’s just get him another room,” Diana said quickly, already dialing. As the phone rang, she paced a little. “Hello, Bella? It’s Diana. I need a room at the lodge—urgently. My friend is intoxicated. Please send a porter with the key now, and I’ll sort the payment immed

Alex chuckled and shut the bathroom door without another word. Jason smiled but was still relentless as ever. He rushed forward and cracked the door open again before it latched. “No, wait! One last thing—I swear!” He stuck his head in. “Just smile if it’s a yes. Do you like him? Is he your spark?” Alex met his eyes through the crack, completely silent. Then… the corner of his mouth lifted slightly. Jason’s jaw dropped. “Oh… My jinkies. That’s a yes!” Alex struggled to suppress the smile forming at the corner of his lips. But it wasn't easy, so he turned his back, unbuttoning his shirt slowly, trying to hide the fact that Jason had hit a nerve. “What are all these questions for, Jason?” he asked sharply, spinning to face him halfway through. “If your brain is heading into dangerous territory, abort the mission. I already told you—he’s too young. That alone disqualifies him, even if he has beautiful curly brown hair.” He raised a brow as he peeled the shirt off. “

“Gotcha, my sweet one,” Alex revved up as he gave chase. A smile tugged at his lips as his eyes stayed locked on the rider ahead. “Beautiful one, where are you heading in such a hurry?” he muttered, voice low with amusement and urgency. “I just need a minute… just your name and number. We need to talk. We can’t keep playing this game forever, hmm.” He whispered to himself again with a smirk. Determined, he leaned forward on the wheel, engine growling as he began weaving through traffic like a possessed man. He overtook one car, then another, cutting through lanes, ignoring the honks and frustrated drivers. His only focus was on the rider ahead, who wore a helmet covering his curly brown hair. He was slim, fast, and graceful on the bike like he was born to ride. A handsome man who bore a striking resemblance to his lucky charm giver. But the more Alex closed the gap, the more the rider seemed to slip just beyond his reach, like a shadow teasing him through the rush-hour chaos.

Nathan walked around behind him. Gently slid his hands onto Alex’s shoulder without a word. Alex started to complain. “Nathan, you don't have to…” “Shh…” Nathan murmured close to his ear. “Don’t talk. Just relax, okay?” Alex let out a slow breath, tensed, but didn’t stop him. Nathan’s hands kneaded into the muscles of his shoulders with practiced care. His body remembered this touch, the way it used to calm him. Nathan’s voice was low, barely a whisper. “Sweet pie… I’ve missed you so badly.” His lips brushed against Alex’s ear, then began a slow trail of kisses down his neck. Alex’s breath hitched, head tilting slightly as his eyes fluttered shut. Nathan’s hands moved lower, fingertips grazing his chest as he undid one button on Alex’s shirt, slipping his hands into his clothes caressing his chest. Alex’s breath caught, heart, thudding against his chest as Nathan’s lips dragged, laying kisses anywhere they touched. The office air seemed to tighten around th

There was a stunned silence on the other end, then a calm response. “Yes, sir,” before the line went dead. Alex slammed the receiver back into place, pacing like a lion in a cage. This wasn't just about Nathan anymore. It was about lies, betrayal, and the one person he couldn’t afford to lose again. Zenith knocked at Alex’s office a few minutes later, his chef's apron still tied around his waist, face flushed from the rush. “Yes, come in,” Alex responded, ready to hear from Zenith. “Sweetheart, you called. You sounded troubled. Hope everything is okay” Zenith said immediately as he stepped in and closed the door. Alex was standing in a spot now, arms folded tightly, his jaw clenched as the man before him sounded like he cared. Zenith headed towards him with a concerned look on his face. Alex watched as he walked toward him, his eyes burning with restrained fury. “Yes, Zenith. I called and everything is not alright.” His voice was calm but one could feel th