Semua Bab Dynamic kiss “love has no limit”: Bab 111 - Bab 120

The wind whipped through Kayla’s hair as she stood on the roof of the Chen mansion, her hands clutching Hana’s colorful backpack to her chest. The night air was cold, biting through her thin sweater, but she barely felt it. Her mind was reeling, spinning with the secret she’d uncovered— the birth certificate, the name Hana Park, the mother Min-ji Park, the lie that Clara had built her entire life on. She’d needed to get away, to find a place where she could think, where she could process everything without Clara’s watchful eyes or Liam’s confused devotion.She’d climbed the stairs to the roof, a place she’d often come to when she needed to clear her head, and now she stood there, looking out over the city lights, trying to figure out what to do next. She knew she had to tell Liam. She knew she had to show him the birth certificate, to tell him that Hana wasn’t Clara’s daughter, that everything they’d believed was a lie. But she also knew how much Liam wanted this family, how much he c

The night air was biting as Kayla stood on the sidewalk, her few belongings stuffed into a tattered duffel bag at her feet. She’d been escorted out of the Chen mansion with nothing but the clothes on her back and a heart full of betrayal. Homeless, jobless, and branded a violent criminal in the eyes of the man she loved, she had nowhere to go—no family to turn to except her mother, but she couldn’t bear to burden Taylor with this mess, not when she’d already been through so much.She wandered the streets for hours, her feet sore, her mind spinning with thoughts of Clara’s smirk, Liam’s turned back, and the secret she’d uncovered about Hana. She didn’t know what to do, where to go, how to fix any of it. She felt like she was drowning, like there was no way out.And then, she saw him. Jordan was walking toward her, his face tight with worry, his eyes scanning the street like he’d been looking for her. He’d been calling her, texting her, ever since she’d left the mansion, but she’d been

The van rumbled to a halt in the middle of a sprawling shipping yard, its engine cutting out with a guttural growl that echoed off the towering stacks of metal containers. Kayla and Hana had run for what felt like miles after jumping from the vehicle, ducking through alleyways and behind dumpsters, but in their panic, they’d circled back—right into the heart of Victor’s territory.Kayla pressed a hand to Hana’s mouth, pulling the little girl behind a rusted container as the van’s doors slid open. The two men she’d fought earlier stumbled out, nursing their bruises, their voices loud with anger. “That bitch is gonna pay,” one grunted. “Boss said to bring the kid back at all costs. And if she’s with them… well, extra bonus for taking her out.”Kayla’s heart hammered against her ribs. She knew they couldn’t stay hidden forever. The shipping yard was a maze, but the men knew every corner. She looked down at Hana, whose big eyes were filled with fear, and squeezed her hand gently. “Stay qu

The sun hung low over the Lagos shipping yard, casting long, jagged shadows across the towering stacks of metal containers as Liam’s car skidded to a halt at the edge of the perimeter. Beside him, Jordan gripped the controls of his photography drones, his eyes fixed on the small screen mounted on the dashboard, while Mr. Park sat in the back, his jaw tight with a mix of fear and fury—fear for Hana, fury at the men who’d taken her. For months, Liam and Jordan had been rivals, their relationship defined by tension and distrust, but as they stepped out of the car and faced the sprawling maze of the shipyard, all that fell away. There was only one goal now: find Kayla and Hana, and bring them home safe.“Jordan, you take the high ground,” Liam said, his voice steady but urgent. “Use your drones to scout the area. Find where they’re holding Kayla and Hana. Let us know if you see any guards, any movement. We can’t afford to make a mistake here.”Jordan nodded, already unfolding the small, s

The heat in the back room was unbearable, a searing wall of fire that pressed against Kayla’s skin as she huddled on the floor, Hana curled in her lap. The smoke was so thick now that it felt like a physical weight, filling her lungs with every ragged breath, making her head spin and her vision blur. She could hear the roar of the flames growing louder, the crackle of burning wood and metal echoing around her, and she knew that it was only a matter of time before the room was consumed.And then, she heard it—the sound of a door being forced open, the sound of a voice calling her name. “Kayla! Hana!”It was Liam.Her heart leaped with hope, but even as she tried to call out, her throat closed up, and she could only manage a weak, choking cough. She lifted her head, squinting through the smoke, and saw him standing in the doorway, his face streaked with soot, his eyes wide with fear and desperation.“Kayla!” he shouted, rushing toward them. “I’m here! I’ve got you!”He fell to his knees