History has this way of always putting women on the losing side.Back in ancient times, they were traded like cattle in arranged marriages. During wars, they were used as sex slaves. And now? They're treated like commodities in some sick, transactional game.The injustice lit a fire inside me. "Xander's supposed to be a male model, right? Do they only pick 'premium' guys too?"Hayden nodded. "Yeah. Men and women—they only go for the best of the best."Suddenly, it all clicked. Hayden couldn't let Cole figure out he was impersonating Xander. DracoLux wasn't just some seedy club; it was the biggest trafficking hub around. If Cole knew the truth, Hayden would lose his shot at taking the whole operation down."But Wayne knows who you really are. Why hasn't he ratted you out to Cole? Isn't he scared of the fallout?" I asked, still puzzled."Wayne's smart. Even though he's involved, there's no direct evidence tying him to DracoLux. He's protected himself from any blowback. And..." His
I didn't get my answer. Why? Because I got hauled off by the police.Yep, you heard that right—I was detained.Now, I'm no legal expert, but I'm pretty sure suspects in an investigation aren't supposed to end up locked in a cell. Which meant one thing: this had Hayden written all over it.He'd warned me this might happen, so I wasn't exactly freaking out. If anything, I stayed calm, knowing this was probably his version of "keeping me safe."The first visitor? My boss, of course. Ron didn't waste a second before cracking a joke. "Keira Kay, maybe the police should just take over your paycheck this month."Thinking about how little I'd been showing up at work lately, guilt crept in even before Ron made his snarky comment. "Fine. Consider this my verbal resignation. I'll make it official when I'm out of here."Ron waved me off. "I didn't come here to make you quit. Don't overthink it."I smiled faintly. "I know, but let's be real—if I were the boss, I'd have fired me weeks ago."
Wayne knew exactly who Hayden was, and still sent him out. This was 100% a test."What's Hayden planning to do?" I asked Ron, even though I didn't really need him to explain. I already knew. Hayden had been lying low to take down the whole operation from the inside, no doubt.Wayne, though? He was using this as a golden opportunity to take Hayden out for good. It all came down to who was playing chess and who was playing checkers."He said you don't need to worry about him," Ron said, clearly quoting Hayden. "He remembers everything he promised you."Of course he'd send Ron to say that instead of coming himself. Classic Hayden move—avoiding the awkwardness of another emotional goodbye.If I was the one thing holding him back, I had to be the one to give him space to finish what he started. I nodded, exhaling. "Fine. Let him handle it. But seriously, I can't sit here forever. It's safe, sure, but I'm about two minutes away from losing it from boredom.""You wanna go out?" Ron aske
Her spine went stiff, and her inner monologue kicked in: 'Seriously? Why is it always him?!'Still, she plastered on a polite smile and looked up. "Uncle Aaron."There he was, rocking his standard uniform—black button-up, dark pants, zero personality. It was like he'd hit pause on his wardrobe evolution years ago. Yet somehow, every time she saw him, it felt... weirdly intense, like a deja vu she couldn't shake."You here for something?" he pressed.She shook her head. "Just here for a friend.""Need help?" Straight to the point.Her brain flickered to Keira. Sure, Keira could use a get-out-of-jail-free card, and Aaron could probably deliver, no sweat. But Keira had her own plan, and Sasha was part of it. No point dragging Aaron into this mess."Nah, I'm good," Lena said, her tone final.Aaron gave her one of his cryptic little hums. "Day off today?""Yeah," she admitted, regretting it the second the word left her mouth.Because of course, Aaron wasn't just making conversatio
"One Sloppy Joe Taco, extra hot sauce," Lena said, stepping up to the counter. She didn't bother asking Aaron what he wanted; she assumed he wouldn't eat tacos anyway.But, of course, Aaron had to surprise her."One Ground Beef Taco."Lena turned to him. "You're eating?"Aaron looked unbothered. "What else? You eat, and I just sit here watching?"The eatery owner, catching the vibe, laughed and chimed in, "We get couples sharing one large taco all the time."Lena's face burned. Couples? Lady, please.Another misunderstanding. By now, Lena could practically write a memoir about them.Back in school, when Aaron was still around, people constantly assumed they were a couple. One clueless teacher even accused them of dating and threatened to call their parents. Iconic.Now, as full-grown adults, it was borderline laughable that they still couldn't dodge the same assumptions.Lena cast a quick glance at Aaron. Honestly, he barely looked older than her—annoyingly flawless."My unc
'Double standards much?' Lena thought, scoffing inwardly. A minute ago, he swore up and down he didn't have a girlfriend. Now he was pulling one out of thin air just to shut someone down? Wouldn't a simple no thanks have worked?"If you don't believe me, ask her," Aaron added, shifting the pressure right onto Lena.'Oh, come on.' Lena mentally rolled her eyes. Why was she being dragged into this mess?The girl, of course, turned to Lena, waiting for confirmation with wide, hopeful eyes.Lena glared at Aaron, ready to set the record straight, but before she could, he swooped in again."She was just asking me earlier about taking my girlfriend to the OB-GYN," he said smoothly, his words landing like a grenade.Lena froze, utterly speechless.The girl's face shifted through shock, realization, and total embarrassment before she bolted out of the eatery."You've been turning down a lot of admirers lately. Pretty smooth moves," Lena teased.Aaron didn't bite. "Your tacos are here,"
Sasha's eyes snapped to Lena, searching her face for any sign she was serious."If you want to see him, I can help," Lena said with a small, knowing smile. "Well, not me—Keira can help you."The moment Sasha saw Lena, she'd already guessed Keira was behind this.The second Keira's name came up, Sasha let out a bitter laugh. "Keira? She's barely keeping her own head above water.""Speaking of which, Keira wouldn't be in this mess if it weren't for you."Sasha's gaze faltered. "What does that have to do with me?"Lena didn't bother softening the blow. "Ms. Grey, let's not play games. Your daughter, Nina—she's missing because you had someone take her. Isn't she?"Sasha's face flashed with panic before she slammed her hand on the couch, anger flaring. "What kind of nonsense are you spouting? Why would I kidnap my own daughter? I—""You wanted to use Nina to get to Ian Carter," Lena interrupted.Sasha's lips quivered as she turned away, trying to deny it. "I didn't.""You don't ha
"What is it?" Lena asked, unfazed.If there was one constant in life, it was people always wanting something in return."Keira has to take the fall for 'kidnapping my daughter'," Sasha said bluntly, cutting straight to the point."You're in a bind and need a way out, right?" she asked, zeroing in on Sasha's true motive.Sasha didn't even try to deny it. "That bastard Thorsten—he acts like he cares about Nina, but when push comes to shove, he's in no hurry to do anything."Her original plan had been to use Nina as leverage to squeeze money out of Thorsten, but the man wasn't biting.Meanwhile, Nina was locked away, crying, throwing fits, and causing chaos. Sasha couldn't risk checking on her without exposing herself, and now, the whole scheme was on the verge of crumbling.But she couldn't just drop the act and let Nina go without a cover story. Thorsten had already started digging into the kidnapping, and it was only a matter of time before his investigation pointed to her.She
"Got it!" Lena responded cheerfully. She washed her hands before sitting back down, picking up the utensils Aaron had prepared for her, and diving into her dumpling-and-dipping-sauce breakfast combo. "Uncle, why aren’t you eating?" She had already eaten two dumplings before realizing he hadn’t touched any. "I’m not hungry." Three words. Which meant he hadn’t eaten yet. "There’s too much food. I can’t finish it all by myself. Eat some too," Lena said casually as she picked up a dumpling with her chopsticks and held it up to his mouth. She did it so naturally—until she realized what she had just done. Aaron froze for a second, surprised by her gesture. The moment of hesitation made her realize too—wasn’t this kind of inappropriate? She was just about to pull her hand back when— He leaned in and took the dumpling straight into his mouth. Lena’s face flushed red in an instant. She hurriedly withdrew her hand, lowered her head, and focused on eating. Meanwhile, Aar
She was shocked to see him here so early. Especially today—a day when everyone was celebrating the new year, spending time with their loved ones—and yet, he was here. With her. Lena wasn’t made of stone. She felt it. A warmth, an unspoken emotion that settled deep in her chest. "Uncle, why are you here so early?" She walked over, hands casually tucked into her coat pockets. "I didn’t want you to go hungry," Aaron replied simply, lifting the bag of food in his hand. He glanced at her break room. "Open the door." She unlocked the door and stepped inside, with him following close behind. Her break room was small—a single desk and chair, a narrow bed, and a tiny wardrobe. Nothing extra, nothing unnecessary. "Sit down, Uncle," she said naturally, settling onto the bed while motioning for him to take the chair. Aaron placed the food down and asked, "Did you sleep at all?" "I did," Lena replied. But as soon as the words left her mouth, she thought of that dream—and let o
"If it weren’t for my goddaughter, I wouldn’t even bother with you," Lena said, gently rocking the baby in her arms. "Right, little Aurora? Your godmother just adores you." "Come on, Aurora, it’s time to eat," Lena said as she carefully placed the baby in Keira's arms. Although it was her first time, Keira wasn’t embarrassed. She followed Lena’s instructions, trying to breastfeed for the first time. But the process was… painful. And since her posture was incorrect, neither of them got it right—Keira ended up covered in sweat from struggling, and her baby still hadn’t eaten properly. Panic set in. Anxiety crept up her spine. "What do I do?" Keira asked, her voice tight with unease. "It’s okay. This happens at first. Let’s transition with formula for now," Lena reassured Keira before glancing at Hayden, who had been standing there the whole time, watching anxiously—and sweating just as much as Keira was. "Go make your daughter a bottle," she told him. Hayden, the man wh
That conversation… Lena shuddered. Yeah, she had definitely come back too early. It was best to leave now before she ruined the mood for those two inside. Not wanting to hear any more, she quickly turned to leave—only to smack her leg against a nearby chair. The pain was real, but worse was the noise it made, drawing attention to her presence. Inside the room, Hayden—already feeling awkward from Keira's teasing—froze. The sound from outside made him even more uncomfortable. Keira couldn’t hold back her laughter. The moment Keira burst out laughing, however, pain shot through her lower abdomen. "Ah—ow!" Keira gasped. Hayden immediately panicked. "What’s wrong? Where does it hurt?" Hearing her cry, Lena rushed in as well. "What happened?" "I laughed too hard and pulled my stitches," Keira explained, gripping Hayden’s hand tightly. Lena glared at Keira. "You’re a mother now, and yet you’re still acting like a child. Do you have any idea what condition you’re in?"
"It’s fine. I can do it," Hayden said naturally as he picked up the basin and went to fetch warm water. The moment he stepped out, Lena turned to scold Keira. "You went through so much pain to give birth to his child. Why would you feel bad about letting him do something for you?" "It’s not that I feel bad—I just feel embarrassed," Keira whispered in defense. Lena rolled her eyes. "So dramatic." Keira shot her a glare in return. "Just wait until it’s your turn. When your husband has to handle your private matters, you’ll understand how awkward it is." The moment the words left Keira's mouth, she saw Lena’s face turn red. Lena quickly hugged the baby and turned away. But Keira caught it. Something was off. "Wait… why are you blushing?" Keira asked suspiciously. "I am not blushing," she denied immediately. What Keira didn’t know was that her words had triggered the memory of Lena's ridiculous dream—where she had been lying on the delivery bed, cursing Aaron while gi
The moment she finished cursing, Lena jolted awake. She sat there, dazed. What kind of ridiculous dream was that? She had assisted in delivering countless babies before, but this was the first time she had ever dreamed of giving birth herself. And not only that—she had dreamed of giving birth to Aaron’s child? That was beyond outrageous. Absolutely absurd! What a way to start the new year. That dream was anything but beautiful. Lena ran a hand down her face, shaking off the lingering unease. She quickly got up, poured herself a glass of water to calm down, and then left the break room. Back in the hospital room, Hayden was feeding Keira. Keira was perfectly capable of eating on her own, but he insisted on feeding her, saying that she was in a special period and should be treated like a queen. That this was the time to learn how to be spoiled properly. Fine. If this was how he wanted to make up for the suffering she endured giving birth to their daughter, she’d give
Keira looked at Lena and smiled as she followed up on Hayden’s words. "You’re family. It’s different." Lena shot her a subtle glare before stuffing the red envelope into her pocket and saying, "Give me the rest. I’ll hand them out for you later." Hayden passed her the prepared stack of red envelopes, and as she took them, she asked, "What about the other departments?" Hayden and Aaron exchanged a glance and chuckled. "Of course. Every medical staff member in this hospital gets one." "President Hart, you’re too generous," Lena said, giving him a thumbs-up. With that, she took the envelopes and left. Aaron glanced at the time. "If there’s nothing else, I’ll be heading back now." "Mm. Happy New Year!" Hayden said, offering his holiday wishes. "Happy New Year to your whole family," Aaron replied, adding a few extra words that made both Hayden and me instinctively turn toward the baby in the bassinet. From today onward, we were officially a family of three. Outside the h
When Keira returned to the hospital room, she was greeted by a sight that made her pause. The room was decorated with fresh flowers and balloons, and beside her bed, there was a small cart filled with various gift boxes. The atmosphere was so festive that if someone walked in, they might have thought it was a birthday party rather than a postpartum recovery room. "What’s all this?" Lena asked on Keira's behalf. "A reward for my wife," Hayden answered, his hand still holding Keira's as he gazed at her with deep affection. "She went through so much. This is my way of thanking her." Keira smiled faintly. "I don’t need any of this." "Whether you need it or not is one thing. Giving it to you is my choice," Hayden said, pressing a kiss onto Keira's fingertips. "Even if everything I have already belongs to you, I still want to give you more." "Such a loving husband—honestly, what more could a woman ask for?" Lena teased before patting Keira's hospital bed. "But if President Hart r
Elder Mitchell wasn’t buying it. "That just means you guys didn’t really want to give anything. If you truly wanted to, there’s no such thing as a gift that can’t be delivered." The two old men started bickering again, but Hayden ignored them. Instead, he kept his eyes on the infant bathing room. Before long, the nurse finished bathing the baby and carried her out. Hayden reached out to take her, but the two elders immediately moved to get closer. He blocked them without hesitation. "Don’t you know old people’s eyes are toxic? You shouldn’t be staring at her for too long." Elder Hart: "…" Elder Mitchell: "…" With that, Hayden carried the baby and walked away. The two old men trailed after him, hoping to catch another glimpse, but Hayden wasn’t about to give them the chance. "Congratulations," Aaron, who had been standing nearby, offered his well wishes. "It’s a daughter. Take a look," Hayden said, his pride practically radiating off him. Aaron lowered his gaze to the