All Chapters of ONE NIGHT,EVERY NIGHT : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

The drive to the warehouse district took forty-five minutes. Forty-five minutes of silence. Forty-five minutes of Damien staring out the window, his jaw tight, his fingers drumming against his thigh.Kai sat beside him in the back of the SUV. He didn't try to fill the silence. He knew better. Damien was in his head, running through scenarios, preparing for the worst. Kai just let his hand rest on the seat between them. An invitation. Not a demand.Damien took it. His fingers found Kai's. He held on tight.Kaicen was in the front seat, studying the map on his phone. "Two blocks out," he said. "Elena's people are already in position."Damien nodded. "We go in quiet. No lights. No noise. We don't give him time to run."Elena's voice came through the earpiece. "Perimeter is secure. No movement from the warehouse. Could be empty.""Or it could be a trap," Kaicen said.Damien's grip on Kai's hand tightened. "Then we spring it."The SUV pulled to a stop behind an abandoned building. The ware

The SUV was silent as they drove away from the warehouse.Kai stared at the photo on his phone. His mother's face. Bruised. Scared. Alone. He couldn't look away. Every time he tried, his eyes went right back to her.Damien sat beside him. His hand was still wrapped around Kai's. He didn't let go. He didn't say anything. There was nothing to say.Kaicen was in the front seat. His jaw was tight. His hands were clenched into fists.Elena's voice came through the speaker. "We're running the photo through every database we have. We're looking for location markers, background details, anything that can tell us where she is.""How long?" Damien asked."Could be minutes. Could be hours. I don't know.""Keep trying. We don't stop until we find her."Kai finally spoke. His voice was hollow. "She's going to die because of me."Damien turned to him. "Don't say that.""It's true. Victor took her because of me. Because I'm with you. Because I'm your weakness."Damien's grip on his hand tightened. "

The warehouse was quiet now. The kind of quiet that felt heavy. The kind that made you hold your breath.Victor was on his knees. His gun was on the floor. His hands were shaking. His face was wet with tears. He looked broken. He looked lost. He looked like a man who had finally run out of places to hide.Kai's mother was still kneeling in front of him. Her hand was on his shoulder. She was the only thing holding him together.Damien watched. He didn't know what to feel. He had spent so long hating Victor. So long wanting to destroy him. But now... now he just saw a broken man. A man who had been used. A man who had been manipulated. A man who had never had a chance.Victor's voice was barely a whisper. "I don't know who I am anymore. I don't know what to do."Damien stepped forward. He knelt down in front of Victor. He looked him in the eyes."I know what it's like to want your father's approval," Damien said. "I spent my whole life trying to earn it. I did everything he asked. I bec

The penthouse was quiet again. But it wasn't the peaceful kind of quiet. It was the kind that came before a storm. The kind that made you hold your breath and wait.Damien stood by the window. The letter from his father was still in his hand. He'd read it a hundred times. He'd memorized every word. "I've been playing this game for forty years. You're just getting started."Forty years. His father had been planning this for forty years. Forty years of lies. Forty years of manipulation. Forty years of watching and waiting.Kai walked up behind him. He didn't say anything. He just stood there. Present. Solid. Real.Damien finally spoke. "He's been doing this my whole life. My entire life, he's been playing this game. And I never knew. I never even suspected."Kai put his hand on Damien's back. "You couldn't have known. He was good at hiding it. That's what manipulators do. They hide."Damien shook his head. "I should have seen

The boxes were everywhere.They covered the conference table. They covered the floor. They covered every available surface in the penthouse. There were dozens of them. Maybe more. Files and photographs and documents and letters. Years and years of evidence. Years and years of lies.Damien stood in the middle of the room. He hadn't moved in ten minutes. He was just staring at the boxes. At the truth that was hiding inside them.Kai walked up behind him. He put his hand on Damien's back. "You okay?"Damien shook his head. "I don't know. I don't know how I feel right now.""That's okay. You don't have to know right now. You just have to start."Damien took a deep breath. "Yeah. Yeah, you're right."He walked to the table. He picked up the first file. It was thin. Old. Yellowed with age. He opened it slowly.Inside were photographs. Photographs of his mother. Young. Beautiful. Smiling. She looked happy. She loo