It had been three days since Caspian found out about me and Dev and he was keeping his distance from me. I tried talking to him, several times, but he was in no mood to talk. He kept turning me down and I started to feel like before. He promises me he would do it, but did it once again. At one point I got tired of it too, both him and Lucas had a lot to say and promise, but neither of them could hold onto their words. I felt trapped in my head once again. I talked to Dev about it, burdened him with my problems, but he didn't see them as a burden. He asked me to give Caspian some time and talk to him after the party because he was already stressed out because of Derek. He also gave me another perspective, the one that seemed more true or maybe it was my heart telling me that it was true.He told me that maybe Caspian wasn't talking to me because he was afraid that he might let out all the stress and frustration he had over the party on her. It made me feel a little good, but the impo
The world outside my window seemed so far away, like a memory I could no longer touch. The forest stretched endlessly beyond the house, its leaves shimmering under the sun's harsh light. Normally, it might have calmed me, but today, it felt more like an accusation.I felt trapped in a jail cell, waiting for my name to be called for execution. I was trapped in my father's world of perfection, and being broken, toys had no place in his heart. But that's what I was, broken. Beyond repair. I sat in the corner of my room, knees pulled tightly to my chest, my back against the wall. The air was still, heavy with the weight of expectation. Everyone was busy with the preparations—decorations, laughter, whispers of excitement. But none of it was for me.Not really.It wasn’t about me or Harry. Dad had turned it into his event, his spectacle, just like he always did. He’d invited his business associates, his polished friends, people who’d spend the night pretending they cared about us while sip
The walk back to the house felt like dragging my feet through wet cement. The forest that was usually my refuge, had grown darker, despite it not being the evening and the trees seemed to close in around me as if urging me to turn back. Each step felt heavier than the last, but I knew I couldn’t stay out there forever.They must have noticed I was gone by now. I couldn't let them blame themselves for me. I was the broken one. Everything in me wanted to disappear completely, to melt into the shadows of the forest where no one could find me. But my heart told me that I wasn’t a ghost—I was their brother, and tonight, I was someone’s burden.The thought churned in my stomach as the lights of the house came into view, glowing warm and inviting against the deep blue of the evening.It didn’t feel like home. It never had.As I approached the edge of the forest, I spotted some people. My heart sank when I saw Kat and Dev with a torch light, their heads close together as they called my name.
“What do you mean you can't find him?” I questioned, trying to wrap my head around what he had just said. “He is not a child, he must be somewhere around the house or the stable. Have you checked everywhere?” I tried to tell myself that there wasn't anything to worry about, that Ian was just hiding away in his room so that he won't have to interact with anyone. I wanted to believe the same, because I was afraid of the other scenario, and I had no idea how to handle it. “Kat, I looked everywhere in the house but couldn't find him,” Leo said, trying to hide his own fears. “I don't know where he is or what he's doing. I tried calling Caspian and Dev, but couldn't reach either of them. I don't know what to do.” “Take a breath and calm down first.” I followed my own instructions and tried to think with a steady mind. “Dev is with me, I'll tell him. You let Caspian know and do as he says. I'll look for Ian with Dev.” “Okay, call me if you find him,” He said and I could hear him o
I was heartbroken to hear that Ian thought he doesn't deserve to be celebrated. I wanted to show him how amazing he is and how he deserve everything in the world, but I didn't know if my words would be enough. I couldn't even imagine how alone he must have felt at times. I wanted to hug him, but I knew it would be inappropriate at the moment. I tried listening to everything he had to say, to show him that he mattered to me. Dev's condition was worse than me. He had tears in his eyes when we started walking back to house. He was hiding them from us, but I could hear it in his voice. “We should take the back door,” Dev suggested, pulling me away from the window that looked inside. “Yeah,” I agreed and started the signal to let the other monkeys also know the same. The house was quiet when we came back, the party preparations and excitement almost died into the background as the weight of Ian's well-being knocked down my brain. I knew I needed to make sure he doesn't feel uncom
The trip down the staircase felt heavier with each step I took. The air around us started getting thicker with unseen burdens that none of us wanted to admit. I felt like a fight might break between the brothers and Derek with the way things were proceeding. I didn't want that because I feared it would put more attention on Ian. He was walking beside me with precise steps that were almost mechanical. His jaw clenched tightly when we heard laughter from downstairs, and I could only imagine the horrors in his mind. Behind us, Dev and Harry formed a silent buffer, their presence was protective and steadfast. I tightened my grip on Ian's hand, thinking it would be enough to calm him for what he was going to face. I wanted him to be comfortable and feel like he wasn't going into it alone. Each footfall resonated in my mind, a hollow thud that signalled the start of the countdown to face Derek and Alaric. The distant sound of laughter and the clink of glasses grew stronger as we reac
“You figured it out too?”Harry nodded, stealing a peek at me before turning his attention back to his twin. I stared at them both in confusion, trying to figure out what they were talking about. However, I was glad to see Ian smiling brightly. “It was quite obvious. I didn't know the exact thing, but I knew something was going on,” Harry said and it made Ian laugh even more. “When did you figure it out?” “What are you guys talking about?” Leo questioned, pressing himself between the twins. “Tell me too, please.” Harry turned down at Leo with a malicious smirk and started, “It isn't anything concerning you, so stay away from it.” Leo was excited because he assumed Harry was going to tell him the truth, but when he lied, Leo felt betrayed. His eyes turned down and I felt like he was going to break into sobs at any moment. “I hate you, Harry.” Leo walked away from us and went to Caspian. He wrapped an arm around him and glared at Harry playfully to reassure Leo who was narrating th
“Thank you, Leo, now help me with makeup and hair ” I requested, looking at the mirror once again to check the dress and I felt like something was missing. The dress hugged my body perfectly, there was no doubt about it and I could see the way it highlighted my curves. I turned from side to side, trying a few poses in the mirror. The golden embroidery shimmered with every breath I took and the thigh-high slit gave an edge of boldness to the overall look. However, my hair was an unruly mess, and my face looked far too mundane for such a fancy event. I sighed, running my fingers through my tangled waves. “Are you sure?” he inquired, trying to hide the happiness trying to surface. I could see it in his eyes. I laughed softly, feeling my cheeks warm. “Yes, I am very sure. Now, help me please.”His face brightened with a proud grin, but soon I saw the mischief behind his eyes and knew he was going to play. “You sure you want to entrust me with that power?”“I’m sure,” I said, smiling
It had been more than a year since Caspian confessed his feelings to me, and life was finally finding a sense of normalcy. Derek was safe, though he remained permanently in hiding. The Salvatores had not only survived the disaster but had emerged stronger than before. The PR team had worked wonders in reshaping their image, and those who had attempted to bring them down for their own gain were now behind bars. The money laundering case was no longer casting shadows over their name, it was a thing of the past. The FBI cleared their name from any involvement in the money laundering—the world saw them as victims of their dad's actions. The business was doing good; Caspian joined the company, while on the other side, our relationship got pretty strong. We found a balance that allowed us to grow separately as well, because I moved into an apartment with my mom, helping her build a new life for herself. Meanwhile, Caspian remained at the mansion with his brothers. They asked me to stay,
I was always good at fixing things, maybe because I was broken from the inside and knew I couldn't be fixed. I became a lawyer to help my family, to help my brothers. I thought if I knew the ways of law and legal system, I could use it to my advantage, to protect them in any way needed. Yet, it had been more than a month and I was still fighting a battle with no end in sight. I gave up on too many things in my life, thinking I never deserved them. There was always a reason to hold myself back from being truly happy, about something or with someone. There were these little voices in my head that would make me question everything. For years, they had been silent, but ever since I learned the truth about Dad's involvement in the money laundering, they came back. ‘How could you let yourself be happy when your brothers are in trouble?’‘How could you be that selfish?’I couldn't rub my love for Kat on my brothers' faces, especially when most of them wanted her, too. It was not fair to
The sky was cloudless, the bright light of the moon covered the Salvatore property. We just had dinner, and it wasn't like the regular Salvatore family dinner. It hasn't been so ever since we returned to the mansion. Lucas was in Chicago, meeting with some of the investors whereas Caspian had himself locked in his room. Mom was back in Texas, and the twins went to their grandparents (mother's parents). We were all scattered, and the frustration over the situation was torturing us. The news about the Salvatores reached my dad in London and he had been calling and texting me constantly. He wanted me to leave them and come back to London. I almost laughed when he suggested that, but I controlled myself and told him that I would pay a visit soon.He wasn't satisfied with the answer, so I reminded him that I was an adult and he couldn't force me to leave. That shut him up for the moment, and I hung up the phone soon after. He had been texting me ever since, apologizing and asking me if
The Salvatore mansion didn't feel like home anymore. As I walked through the mansion once again, I felt the same way I did the first time—cold and out of place. The strange environment loomed around me, and with each step I took inside, I sensed a profound emptiness, the lingering ghosts of everything that had happened. Perhaps we changed while we were in the safe house, or maybe it was the mansion that had endured too much destruction in a very short period of time. The mansion was still recovering from the nightmares, and the gloom was maybe its way of narrating the pain. Not long ago secrets had been unraveled, trusts were shattered between the family members, and blood was spilled in the very entrance hall I was standing inside. In just a month, it was just a house again—not a home like it used to be. The brothers felt the changes, too; it was apparent on their faces. They could hear the silence everywhere inside the house, and the winds of winter that seemed to fill every c
Caspian barely slept in a week and it was showing. None of us really got any sleep, but it was a little different with Caspian. The lack of sleep wasn't the only reason for the permanent exhaustion in his eyes like us, it was the weight of everything he was letting press down on him—crushing him, consuming his thoughts. It had been a whole week since the news about Derek's involvement in the money laundering was aired all across the country. Everything had only gotten worse after that. The Salvatore name was plastered across every news outlet—big or small. Everyone had their own take on the case, be it the editors of the Washington Post or The New York Times, anchors from CNN or Fox News, and even the social media influencers who were reporting the controversy in the hope of getting views and likes.In no time it became one of the biggest scandals in recent times. And Caspian being the oldest, took it all upon himself. Although we knew it was the politicians and businessmen whose
The main purpose of us getting a safe house was to be safe, but the FBI made it feel anything but safe for us. The air inside the house felt suffocating to me, thick with an unspoken fear that we all felt, but none of us dared to voice. In the last three days, the FBI has visited us five times. The first day they took statements from us and collected evidence—the standard protocol—nothing more than that. We thought it was all, but Caspian warned us that it was just the beginning, and just like he said, they came back once again. This time they took our individual statements and cross-examined us. Since we were already prepared with our answers, nothing felt out of the ordinary. However, I noticed the way some of the officers were looking at us. They knew we were hiding something, but they had no proof. Caspian made sure that everything in the house was how it was supposed to be after Derek left. It was their sixth visit that day. The FBI agents sat across from us in the living ro
They weren’t kissing, but they were about to, I was sure of that. Matthew called just a few seconds ago, to update on the situation. It wasn't looking good for us and we needed to plan our next move. I went into the room Dev was staying to call them both so that we could discuss the problem and try to come up with a solution together. However, I didn't expect to catch them just as they were about to kiss. I saw the way Dev hesitated and pulled away from Kat when I pushed the door open, the way Kat looked utterly lost as if she didn’t know how to process what had just happened between them. I was heartbroken by that but hid my feelings because it wasn't the right time to have that conversation. Instead, I focused on my brother and noticed the slight flush on his face. His fingers were twitching at his sides like he was debating whether to reach for her again or not. And Kat… she was frozen. It looked like she hadn’t yet decided if what happened was a mistake or not.And for a secon
Kat was never mine to fall for, to hold, to kiss, or to even dream about. She was in love with Caspian even if she didn't realize it herself, or was too afraid to accept the truth. Everyone in the house knew it, and I tried to convince myself the same thing a thousand times, that she wasn’t mine to love, that she had never been mine. The moments that we shared together were the prize for the good deeds I'd done in my life. There couldn't be any other reason for someone as beautiful as her to be interested in someone like me. Someone who is predictable, obsessed with things that don't matter, and lacks any social skills. I had nothing to offer her and I knew I was just another fool caught in her gravity, nothing more. It wasn't her fault or mine, it's just the universe forcing the likes of me to orbit around her. Each one of us was attracted by her warmth and kindness at first but couldn't break free after because leaving her meant spending eons in darkness. In her heart, there ha
Silence filled the room as Lucas finally exhaled and nodded in agreement with Caspian. “I don’t like this plan,” he admitted truthfully, rubbing his temples. I knew it was a hard decision for him because he did blame Derek for the things that were happening to the family. And neither of us could disagree with him. We knew he was right, but the actual issue was Derek's safety. “But… I don’t want Dad in prison with Alaric either. You are right, Alaric would make friends inside if he didn't already have one.”“Not just Alaric, the politicians and businessmen whose names are on the list would also try to have Dad killed,” Harry added, scratching his head. “You know the legal system of our country, one can pay to get anything done. We have to find a solution for them too.”“True, they are going to be troublesome in the future,” Neel agreed with Harry, bringing another pressing matter in front of our eyes. They made many new enemies in order to get rid of Alaric from their lives. “We have