Rowan Vale had built an empire on unbreakable control. He had survived his father’s legacy, his brother’s disappearance, Julian’s loss, and years of calculated isolation. But the moment Alex finished recounting the kidnapping — the van, the chemical cloth, Elias’s distorted voice, the needle, the warning note — something inside him shattered completely.He stayed on his knees in front of the couch for several long seconds after the embrace, hands still gripping Alex’s arms as if letting go would make him disappear again. Then his shoulders began to shake. Not subtle tremors. Deep, wrenching sobs that tore from his chest like they had been buried for years. Rowan, the man who never broke in public, who ruled boardrooms with ice and steel, crumpled forward until his forehead pressed against Alex’s thigh."I almost lost you," he choked out, voice raw and unrecognizable. "While we were not speaking. While I was punishing you with silence. He took you and I was not there. I was not there,
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