Alec’s POVI stood in front of the security room, staring at the screen displaying the paused CCTV footage from the night Kehlani went missing. My blood boiled. The footage should have shown something—anything—but instead, it was nothing but a blank gap. Someone had tampered with it.Rowan stood behind me, arms crossed, his face unreadable. “Whoever did this knew exactly what they were doing,” he said.I exhaled sharply, shoving a hand through my hair. “Natalie.”She was already outside, waiting. I stormed out of the room, my patience hanging by a thread. Natalie barely had time to react before I barked, “Gather all the security guards. Now.”She blinked. “All of them?”“Did I stutter?”Her lips pressed into a thin line, but she didn’t argue. She pulled out her phone, calling the guards to meet us in the underground parking lot.Ten minutes later, I stood in front of them—six men lined up, looking uneasy. They should be.I pulled my gun from my holster, the cold metal familiar in my g
Alec’s POVI stared out the window of my penthouse office, the city’s skyline bathed in golden hues as the sun dipped below the horizon. The day had been long, exhausting, and filled with dead ends. I ran a hand through my hair, the weight of frustration pressing against my temples. Kehlani was still missing, and every second she remained gone felt like an eternity.A sharp knock on the door broke through my thoughts. I turned, already knowing who it was before Rowan stepped inside, his expression unreadable.“Well?” I asked, not in the mood for games.Rowan didn’t waste time. “I found him.”My entire body went still. “Where?”Rowan closed the door behind him and stepped forward, dropping a small piece of paper onto my desk. “Dominic’s been hiding out in a private estate just outside the city. It’s secluded, high security, but nothing we can’t handle.”I snatched the paper, scanning the address. My heartbeat quickened, my pulse thrumming with anticipation. This was it.Without hesitat
Alec’s POVIt had been three days since Kehlani’s return, and I was no closer to understanding what the hell had happened to her.Three days of curt responses. Three days of cold stares. Three days of her dodging every single question I asked.And I was done waiting.I had never been a patient man, and I sure as hell wasn’t about to start now. Whatever Dominic had told her—or done to her—had left her acting like a stranger. The Kehlani I knew was sharp, quick-witted, and never afraid to challenge me. Now, it was like she was deliberately keeping me at arm’s length, like she was carrying a secret too heavy to share.I needed answers, and I knew exactly where to get them.Dominic.That’s how I found myself sitting in the VIP section of a high-end club, a glass of untouched whiskey in front of me as I waited. The bass-heavy music from the main floor thrummed beneath my feet, but up here, behind the soundproofed walls, it was nothing more than a dull vibration.The door opened, and Domini
Kehlani’s POVI woke up to a soft shine of morning light slipping through the curtains, painting beautiful streaks on the walls. My body felt lighter than it had in days, and for the first time in a while, I wasn't instantly hit with an overwhelming sense of exhaustion.Instead, I thought about him.Alec.The way he had looked at me last night. The way his presence had lingered, suffocating yet intoxicating. The way his lips had felt against mine—like a demand, a promise, a challenge all wrapped into one.I exhaled and sat up, raking a hand through my hair. Maybe, just maybe, things weren’t as complicated as I was making them.And then, like a switch flipping, I remembered Dominic’s words.My fingers curled into the sheets.The excitement that had been bubbling inside me cooled almost instantly, replaced by a sense of unease. I didn’t want to think about what Dominic had said, didn’t want his voice replaying in my head like an ugly reminder of a truth I wasn’t ready to face.But it wa
Kehlani’s POVI sat on the plush couch in Alec’s study, watching the little boy in front of me. Noah.The more time I spent with him, the more I realized how much he resembled Alec. The sharpness of his cheekbones, the dark hair, even the way he furrowed his brows when he concentrated—like he was older than his years. But there was something else. Something in his wide brown eyes that felt… familiar.Alec had left for work hours ago, but my conversation with one of the housekeepers had left me restless.Noah wasn’t just any kid. He was Alec’s nephew. His brother’s son.And he had a heart condition.The realization sat heavily on my chest, pressing down like an invisible weight.“Kelhani?”I blinked, pulled out of my thoughts by Noah’s voice. He was sitting cross-legged on the floor, clutching a small action figure in his hands.“Hmm?”“You spaced out,” he said, tilting his head. “Are you okay?”I forced a smile. “Yeah, just thinking.”“Thinking about what?”I hesitated. “About how I p
Kehlani’s POVThe weight of Dominic’s words sat heavily in my chest, like a storm brewing on the horizon. I barely remembered the drive home, only that Noah had dozed off in the backseat, his small hand still clutching the limited-edition action figure he’d picked out. The boy had no idea of the turmoil swirling inside me, of the way my mind refused to settle.Alec’s past. The secrets Rowan would uncover. The warning Dominic had given me.The house was quiet when I walked in, the kind of stillness that felt unnatural. I handed Noah off to one of the maids, whispering for her to put him to bed, and made my way upstairs. My heels clicked against the marble floor, but even that sound felt distant.I needed a moment to breathe.The bedroom was dark, save for the faint glow of the city skyline bleeding through the floor-to-ceiling windows. I kicked off my shoes, shrugging off my coat, and let myself sink into the edge of the bed.My mind wouldn’t stop.I pressed a hand against my temple, t
Kehlani’s POVI didn’t sleep.The moment Alec walked out of the study, my body had remained frozen in place, my fingers curled around the letter like it would somehow give me all the answers I needed. But it didn’t. It only gave me more questions. More uncertainty. More of that gnawing feeling in my gut that told me I was standing at the edge of something irreversible.I forced myself to move, slipping the letter back where I found it. Alec was careful, methodical. If I made it too obvious that I was looking into his past, he’d shut me out completely. And I couldn’t afford that.By the time I left the study, the house was silent, bathed in the soft glow of the city lights streaming through the tall windows. I climbed the stairs slowly, my thoughts spinning.When I reached the bedroom, Alec wasn’t there.Not that I expected him to be.I changed into one of my silk nightgowns, the soft fabric sliding over my skin, but the comfort did nothing to ease the weight in my chest. Lying in bed
Kehlani’s POVThe morning was cold. Unforgiving.I sat in Alec’s study, my fingers curled around the warm porcelain of a coffee cup, but the heat did nothing to thaw the ice that had settled in my chest. The room was silent save for the occasional crackle of the fireplace, the soft hum of the city beyond the towering windows.I hadn’t slept. Not really.Alec had left before I woke up, and I didn’t ask where he went. I wasn’t sure I wanted to know.I had spent the better part of the night turning over every piece of the puzzle in my mind. The letter. Dominic’s warning. The way Alec looked at me, like I was walking too close to something I wasn’t meant to see. I had asked Rowan to dig into Alec’s past. I needed answers. And now—Rowan was standing in front of me, delivering them.His expression was as unreadable as ever, but there was something heavy in his eyes. A weight I had never seen before.“He wanted you to know.” Rowan’s voice was quiet but firm. “He told me to tell you.”I set
Kehlani’s POVThe flash of Finn’s camera still burned behind my eyelids. Noah’s labored breathing filled the silence between us, each exhale a jagged reminder of what Finn was willing to destroy. Finn pocketed his phone, his smile a blade. “Alec’s going to love this. ‘Wife caught in secret rendezvous with ex-lover.’ The tabloids will feast.” “You’re pathetic,” I spat. The ropes bit deeper as I strained against them. “He’ll see through this. He’ll know it’s staged.” “Will he?” Finn crouched, gripping Noah’s hair and yanking his head back. Noah’s eyelids fluttered, a groan escaping his bloodied lips. “How *convenient* that you’re here, alone, with him. How… *intimate*.” “Let him go, Finn. This is between us.” “Us.” He released Noah and stood, circling my chair. “There *is* no ‘us’ until you admit the truth. You belong with *me*. Not with some corporate puppet who married you out of spite.” “Alec’s ten times the man you are.” Finn’s fist slammed into the wall beside my head
Kehlani’s POVThe warehouse door creaked as I pushed it open, the sound echoing through the hollow space. Dust swirled in the dim light filtering through broken windows. My pulse hammered in my throat as I stepped inside, my boots scuffing against the concrete. "Noah?" I called out, my voice bouncing off the walls. Silence. Then—a muffled groan. My breath hitched. I followed the sound, weaving between stacks of crates, my hands clenched into fists. And then I saw him. Noah. Tied to a chair, his head slumped forward, his dark hair matted with sweat and blood. His arms were bound behind him, his skin raw where the ropes bit in. *"Noah!"* I rushed forward, dropping to my knees in front of him. My fingers fumbled with the knots, but they were too tight. "Hey—hey, wake up. It's me. It's Kel." He didn’t stir. I pressed two fingers to his neck, relief flooding me when I felt the steady thrum of his pulse. He was alive. Just unconscious. Okay. Okay. Think. I stood, scann
Kehlani's POV“You should go back to bed,” Alec said, his voice low, yet laced with something more than concern—guilt, maybe.I stood frozen in the middle of the living room, phone still clutched tightly in my hand. My palms were damp with sweat. The words on the screen still echoed in my head: I’m watching you now.“I can’t,” I whispered, not trusting my voice to hold up if I said more.Alec moved closer. “I’ll keep tracking the number. I’ll stay up and work through the night.”I turned to look at him, studying his face. He looked so sure—like if he just clicked the right combination of keys, the answer would appear. But this wasn’t a math problem. It was a nightmare.“Alec…” I swallowed hard. “What if they hurt him again tonight?”“I won’t let that happen,” he replied firmly, placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder. “I promise you. But you need to rest, Kel. Just for a few hours. You’re running on fumes.”I hated that he was right.I hated that I had no choice.“I’ll try,” I murmur
Kehlani's POVI could barely think. It had been days since Noah went missing, and I felt like I was losing my mind. Sleep was a distant memory, replaced with endless worry and a growing pit of frustration in my stomach. Alec, on the other hand, was buried behind his desk, endlessly combing through files, calls, and whatever else he was doing to track Noah down. But nothing had changed. Noah was still gone.And I was still waiting.When Alec finally returned home that night, his face was lined with exhaustion. He loosened his tie as he walked in, but I didn’t care about how tired he looked. I cared about the fact that he was moving too slowly. That every second wasted was a second Noah spent in some unknown place, alone and afraid.“You’re late.” My voice was sharper than I intended, but I didn’t take it back.Alec sighed, rubbing his forehead before setting his briefcase down. “Kelhani, I told you, I’m doing everything I can.”“That’s the problem!” I snapped. “You keep saying that, bu
Kehlani’s POV The café was sleek and modern, a place filled with professionals chatting over espressos and influencers snapping photos of their lattes. It was exactly the kind of place Natalie would choose—trendy, expensive, and a reflection of the success she loved to flaunt.I spotted her instantly. Seated near the window, she was dressed in a cream-colored designer jumpsuit, her perfectly manicured fingers scrolling through her phone as if she hadn’t a care in the world. Meanwhile, my world was falling apart.I marched up to the table, my heels clicking against the tiled floor. Natalie barely looked up before a smirk tugged at her lips. “Well, well. Look who decided to show up. I was beginning to think you chickened out.”I pulled out the chair opposite her and sat down. “Where is he?”Her brows furrowed in mock confusion. “He? You’ll have to be more specific, Kehlani. I know a lot of ‘he’s.’”I clenched my fists under the table, willing myself to stay calm. “Noah. Did you take hi
Kehlani's POVThe weight of my phone pressed against my palm, my fingers hovering over the call button as my heart pounded in my chest. Every passing second felt like an eternity. Alec had left to search the surrounding areas, the police had already started their investigation, and I—I needed to do something.Taking a deep breath, I scrolled through my contacts and pressed on Natalie’s name. My thumb trembled as I brought the phone to my ear. It rang once. Twice. Three times.“Kehlani?” Natalie’s voice was sharp with surprise. “What’s wrong? It’s late.”I sucked in a breath. “Natalie, I—” My voice cracked. I cleared my throat and tried again. “It’s Noah. He’s missing.”Silence stretched on the other end before she finally spoke, her tone turning cold with urgency. “What do you mean missing?”I gripped the phone tighter. “He was taking a nap. When I went to check on him, he was gone. I searched the house, the backyard, the street—he’s just…gone.”“Oh my god.” There was a rustling soun
Kehlani’s POV The morning sun streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the kitchen as I set the plates on the table. The scent of fresh coffee mingled with the sweetness of syrup-drenched pancakes. Across from me, Noah swung his legs back and forth, his small hands clutching a fork as he absentmindedly pushed his food around the plate.I watched him for a moment before nudging his cup of milk closer. "You're awfully quiet this morning, buddy. Something on your mind?"Noah hesitated, his dark eyes flickering up to meet mine before dropping back to his plate. He let out a small sigh. "I was just thinking about my dad."My heart squeezed at the mention of Alec’s brother. Noah rarely talked about him, and when he did, it was always with that quiet sadness that never quite fit on his young face. I reached across the table and gave his hand a gentle squeeze. "Do you want to talk about him?"He nodded slowly. "I miss him. A lot. Uncle Alec is great, but it's not the same."
Kehlani's POVThe afternoon light slanted through my apartment window, painting golden stripes across the floor. I had just finished going through some last-minute details for my next pop-up event when my phone vibrated against the table. Alec’s name flashed on the screen.I hesitated for only a second before answering. “Hello?”There was a pause, then his voice came through, steady as always. “Kelhani. I need a favor.”Alec never called unless it was important. I sat up. “What’s wrong?”“It’s about Noah.”My heart tightened. I had always been close to Noah, Alec’s nephew, and knowing he needed me set off an immediate wave of concern. “Is he okay?”“He’s fine,” Alec reassured me. “But my grandmother needs to stay in the hospital for a few days, and there’s no one to stay with him at home. I can’t leave work right now, and I know you two are close.”A rush of emotions filled me. It had been a while since I’d visited Noah, and if he needed me, I wouldn’t hesitate. “I’ll go,” I said imme
Kehlani's POV The café was quiet for a weekday afternoon—just the hum of low conversations and the occasional clink of porcelain. I stirred my latte absently, watching the foam swirl as I waited for Diana. She was late, as usual, but I didn’t mind. It gave me time to think. My phone buzzed. Alec. Meeting ran long. Still at the office. Don’t wait up. I smirked. As if I ever did. “Sorry, sorry!” Diana’s voice cut through my thoughts as she slid into the chair across from me, her designer bag nearly toppling the sugar dispenser. “Traffic was a nightmare. You’d think New York would figure out how to build wider streets by now.” I pushed her untouched cappuccino toward her. “You’re lucky I love you.” She grinned, taking a sip. “Damn right.” Leaning forward, she lowered her voice. “So. Spill. How’s the empire-building going?” I rolled my eyes. “It’s not an empire. Yet.” “Yet,” she repeated, tapping her nails against the cup. “That’s the spirit.” I exhaled, flipping open my