ROMAN'S POVThe morning air felt fresh as I parked in front of Ruby’s company. I hadn’t expected the building to be so… impressive. The tall glass building shone brightly in the morning light, smooth and sharp against the city skyline. I stepped out of my car, straightening my coat, taking in the sight. “So, this is all Ruby’s,” I murmured, almost admiring the place. Even after all this time, it was remarkable. Now, I was catching up, piecing together bits of a life that had moved on without me, seeing how far she’d come.Inside, I made my way to the reception desk, and as I walked, I could feel all eyes on me. Whispers floated around from the employees and passersby, most of them looking somewhere between curious and thrilled.“Oh my God, it’s Roman D’Angelo,” One of them murmured, her voice barely above a breath.I smirked slightly, ignoring the gazes and whispers. “What did they expect?” I thought to myself. Fame had never really left me. But none of that mattered right now. I wa
RUBY'S POV I looked up, instinctively bracing myself, and there he was—Roman. As he stepped through the door, his familiar frame filled the doorway, and for a split second, I was frozen. My mind spun,why was he standing here, in my office, unannounced.“Roman?” I asked, my voice more stable than I actually felt.He sighed, letting his gaze linger on me as if we were catching up over coffee. “How you doing, Ruby?”Anger surged within me, quick and intense, making it hard to control my voice. “What the hell are you doing here, Roman?”He tilted his head, feigning innocence, and his voice was so casual it grated on my nerves. “Not even a welcome? Is that really how you treat guests?”“Guests?” I crossed my arms, narrowing my eyes. “You’re an uninvited guest, Roman. I didn’t invite you here.”“Ouch,” he said, pressing his hand over his chest in a mocking display of hurt. “That’s harsh. Still, good to see you.”“Trust me, the feeling isn’t mutual.” I took a step forward, meeting his gaze
The silence stretched between us like a wall we both had a hand in building. Roman’s gaze lingered on me with that insistent determination he’d worn so often in the past. That part of him hadn’t changed—his need to control, to force his way when words alone wouldn’t get him what he wanted.I took a steadying breath, forcing myself to meet his gaze head-on. "Roman," I broke the silence with warning, "this isn’t as simple as what you think you deserve. My kids...they’re not pawns you can just pick up and put down.""That’s not what this is," he countered, leaning forward, his hands clasped tightly in front of him. "I’m not here to uproot their lives, Ruby. I’m trying to find my way back into them, for better or worse."I studied him, the faint lines at the corners of his mouth, the small telltale twitch of his jaw. It struck me that he doesn’t look older, like the years apart hadn’t passed for him. But sympathy wasn’t a luxury I could afford now, not with Rhett and Ruby’s lives on the
ROMAN’S POVAs I left the office, the usual hum of downtown traffic and the low roar of engines echoed around me, but my thoughts were somewhere else entirely. My conversation with Ruby was replaying in my mind, a reel I couldn’t shut off. Her words, the tension in her voice—they gnawed at me. No amount of reasoning could make that feeling go away.I walked briskly to my car, contemplating if I was harsh with my decision to go to court. What if it was up to the kids to decide? They barely know me; I barely know them.A part of me told me I was doing the right thing, while the other part insisted I just shot myself.I couldn’t wait any longer—I needed to see the kids myself. Without Ruby there to complicate things, to add more barriers between us, I could finally see them as they were. My kids. I had to know them for myself, beyond stories, beyond pictures and reports.Before I knew it, I was pulling up at their school, the brick building coming into view. I parked by the curb, watch
CHAPTER 29“Is it true… are you our daddy?”The question hit like a stone dropped in a quiet pond, leaving ripples I couldn’t ignore. My hands tightened on the steering wheel, my grip unconsciously whitening my knuckles. Outside the car window, the world blurred—a haze of trees, cars, and pedestrians all becoming a distant hum. For a moment, I couldn’t find my voice, my mind spinning to sort out what to say.I took a deep breath, glancing up to the rearview mirror where I could see their faces staring back at me, both sets of wide, expectant eyes fixed on me, searching. They wanted answers, and I could feel the weight of their silent questions, pressing against me like the air in the close confines of the car.“Who told you I might be?” I asked carefully, doing my best to keep my voice steady, though my heart raced at a pace I hadn’t felt in years.Ruby shrugged, casting a quick glance at her brother. Rhett looked away, his cheeks tinged pink with embarrassment. “We just… figured it
I finally settled for a simple scoop of vanilla, Rhett and Ruby took their time, inspecting every flavor as if each one held some hidden secret. I couldn’t help but smile as they deliberated, faces alight with excitement.“Do you want another?” I asked.“Not at all. We were just… you know.” Ruby trailed off with a smile. We found a spot by the large front window, the late afternoon sunlight casting a warm, golden glow across the small parlor. Rhett and Ruby were utterly absorbed, savoring each lick as if their ice cream might just disappear if they didn't enjoy every bite.After a few minutes, I decided it was time to break the ice. “So, I’m Roman, by the way… Roman D'Angelo,” I said, keeping my tone light.“Roman D'Angelo,” Rhett repeated in a quiet voice, nodding thoughtfully as if committing it to memory.“You have a nice name,” Ruby chimed in with a small smile, surprising me with the compliment.I blinked, caught off guard by her sudden warmth. “Ooo… thank you,” I managed, givin
RUBY'S POVI was knee-deep in paperwork, sorting through files on my desk, when my phone rang, Helen’s name flashing on the screen. I was about to say you don't have to tell me you're on you way home with the kids when I heard her frantic breathing from the other side of the line. The urgency in her voice hit me before I could even say hello.“I can’t find the kids, Ruby,” she said in a shaky voice. The words hit me like ice water.“What do you mean, you can’t find them?” I barely managed to keep my voice calm as a prickle of panic started to claw its way up my spine.“I don’t know!” Helen stammered. “I was supposed to pick them up, but they weren’t at the usual spot. I’ve looked around, asked a few teachers… no one seems to know where they went.”I knew I was going to be quite busy past their closing period so I had told Helen before hand to help pick Rhett and Ruby and I would pick them from her place on my way back from work.But this?I didn’t even bother responding—I grabbed my
My heart raced as I confronted Roman, my voice trembling with anger. "Don't play games with me, Roman. I know you took them. You have no right—no right—to pick them up without my permission."The line went silent for a moment, and I could almost hear the smirk spreading across his face."Ruby," Roman drawled, his tone dripping with amusement, "I don't have the kids. In fact, I don't even know where their school is."My grip on the phone tightened, frustration coursing through my veins. How dare he pretend to be innocent?“You and I both know that’s not true. You can find out anything you want. And I saw your car, Roman—I saw you put them in it.”“That could have been anyone,” he countered smoothly. “You know there are plenty of black BMWs around.”“It was you, Roman,” I snapped. “And don’t tell me it was a coincidence you were wearing the exact same clothes you had on earlier.”There was a small, amused silence on the other end, and when he finally spoke, his tone was carried a hint o
~Ruby’s POV~I felt a dull ache all over my body, reminding me of everything that had happened. My arms and legs felt heavy and sore, as if I had just run for miles without a break.My throat was dry, and even though I was a bit foggy at first, I slowly started to remember bits and pieces of the night before. The faint light coming through the curtains suggested it was morning, but I had no clue what time it was.The next thing I noticed was the scent—cedarwood, warm and familiar. Roman.Turning my head slowly, I found him sitting nearby, elbows resting on his knees, his face buried in his hands. His dark hair was disheveled, his usual confidence replaced by exhaustion. Even in the dull light, I could see the tension in his shoulders, the weight of everything still pressing down on him.I swallowed, my voice hoarse as I whispered. “Roman?”His head snapped up instantly, as if he had been on high alert despite looking drained. His dark and intense eyes softened the moment he saw me aw
~Roman's POV~My hands trembled as I carefully settled Ruby into the passenger seat of my car. The weight of her body felt so much lighter than usual, as if she had already lost too much blood. I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to stay calm. Panic wouldn’t help her now.Her head lolled slightly to the side as I buckled her in. A faint groan escaped her lips, but she was too weak to say much else. The sight of her like this—wounded, barely holding on—made something vicious coil deep inside me. My wolf was restless, snarling at the scent of blood filling the air, at the reminder that I had failed to protect her.I yanked my phone from my pocket and pressed Kai’s number. The moment he answered, I cut straight to the point."Kai, tell Helen there was… a situation. Don’t let the kids worry, but Ruby and I won’t be back tonight."There was a pause, then Kai’s voice sharpened. "What happened? Is she okay?"I clenched the steering wheel. "She’ll be fine." My voice was harder than I intended
~Ruby’s POV~Everything had been going according to plan—at least, as much as it could when sneaking into a black-market masquerade auction filled with the world’s most dangerous people. Roman and I had stayed calm, observing, listening, and waiting for the right moment to act.Then, it happened.A low, growling snarl broke the chatter of the crowd. Before anyone could respond, the volunteer who had received the injection suddenly lost control.He lunged—his body moving with unnatural speed—as he sank his teeth into the throat of a nearby guard. The man barely had time to scream before blood sprayed across the floor.For half a second, the room stood frozen.Then, chaos exploded.Screams filled the air as people scrambled toward the exits, knocking over chairs and shoving past one another in a desperate attempt to escape. Glass shattered as expensive champagne flutes hit the floor. A woman in a deep red gown tripped over her heels, shrieking as she was nearly crushed underfoot.Roman
~Ruby's POV~I kept my eyes trained on the group ahead of us, watching as they disappeared into the elevator.A soft chime echoed as the doors slid shut, swallowing them whole.Roman and I stood near the edge of the ballroom, champagne glasses in hand—props, nothing more.This was it.Roman, ever composed, reached into the inner pocket of his suit jacket and pulled out a small, sleek device.I barely glanced at it, keeping my gaze steady on the elevator, but I knew what it was.Roman turned slightly toward me, voice low. “Ready?”I inhaled, exhaled. Nodded.Without another word, we moved.Confidence was key.We approached the restricted area where two big men in black suits were standing guard. Their faces were hidden behind masks, making their expressions hard to read. Their eyes shifted toward us, carefully evaluating our presence.Roman didn’t skip a beat. He confidently held out the pass, his voice steady and calm—impossible to challenge."We’re expected."One of the guards took
~Ruby’s POV~I had been alone for a while now.The music from the ball still drifted faintly through the air, but I had put enough distance between myself and the chaos that it felt like a distant hum. The cool night air filtered through the open balcony doors, the faint scent of roses and expensive cologne still lingering in the air.Only God knew where Roman had gone—or how he and Liam had settled their little misunderstanding.And to be honest?I don't actually mind.As long as Roman didn’t do anything out of the ordinary—which, knowing him, was asking for too much—I wasn’t about to get involved.All I needed was a break.A moment of peace.Away from their drama.Or, should I say…Their action movie.I stood near the edge of the dance floor, watching the swirl of gowns and crisp suits move in perfect harmony. It was supposed to be a night of luxury and indulgence, but deep down, my mind was elsewhere. The tension in my chest hadn’t eased since the confrontation with Liam earlier,
~Ruby’s POV~The evening had been going smoothly—almost too smoothly—until I saw him.Liam.Standing at the bar, dressed in a crisp black tuxedo that fit him just right, he looked completely at ease in the lavish setting. The golden glow of the chandeliers cast soft highlights on his sharp features, making it impossible to ignore him. But it was the way his piercing gaze found mine across the room that made my stomach twist.And then Roman saw him.“What the hell is he doing here?” Roman muttered under his breath, in a dangerously low voice. He clenched his fist on the table, the muscles in his forearm standing out sharply.Liam’s lips curled into the faintest smirk as he raised his glass in a silent, taunting toast.I felt Roman tense beside me, and the shift in his posture was immediate. The air around us thickened, the weight of his Alpha instincts pressing against me like a storm waiting to break.I placed a gentle but firm hand on his arm. "Roman," I murmured. I had no idea why
~Liam’s POV~The day before…The city lights stretched far beyond the glass windows of my hotel room, neon reflections dancing on the smooth wooden floor. The hum of the air conditioning filled the silence as I leaned against the desk, staring at the half-empty whiskey bottle beside me. I had poured a glass earlier but barely touched it. My thoughts were too heavy, swirling with the weight of the conversation I had with Ruby.I ran a hand through my hair, exhaling sharply."Was it right to ask her? Or should I have just stayed quiet, waited for her to bring it up when she was ready?" I muttered under my breath.The words still echoed in my mind, along with her hesitant response and the way she looked at me but couldn’t quite meet my eyes."But at the same time... she wasn't going to address it anytime soon, was she? She definitely wasn't, and if I hadn't spoken up, we’d still be dancing around the tension. And things were already weird enough."I let out a humourless chuckle and sat
~Ruby’s POV~The car was running quietly near the entrance, and the sound of the engine was the only thing breaking the tense silence between Roman and me. I sat with my hands clasped in my lap, my fingers pressing into the fabric of my dress. I took a slow breath, trying to calm the nervous energy that was building up inside me.Roman, in the driver's seat, had his phone in one hand and was typing swiftly. I glanced at him, my stomach twisting."We're here." Roman’s message to Kai was sent with a quiet whoosh.A moment later, his phone buzzed."Alright, just go to the entrance and give them the card to scan… I'll take care of the rest."Roman’s fingers hovered over the screen for a second before he replied, "Alright, on it."I swallowed hard, looking up at the venue's grand entrance. The tall, wrought-iron gates loomed before us, flanked by uniformed security guards who looked anything but welcoming. The golden glow from the entrance lights made the entire setting feel even more da
~Ruby’s POV~The scent of expensive perfume and face powder filled the room as Helen leaned in, her fingers steady as she applied the finishing touches to my makeup. The cool brush of powder against my cheek was strangely soothing, though it did little to calm my nerves."Hold still, Ruby," Helen muttered, dabbing at my cheekbone."I'm trying," I sighed, resisting the urge to shift. "But it's hard to focus with those two bouncing around like hyperactive rabbits."Across the room, the twins were a blur of movement—twirling, hopping, and nearly knocking over a lamp in the process. Little Ruby's laughter rang through the air as Rhett spun her in a dramatic circle."Be careful, you two. Don't break anything," Helen warned, arching an eyebrow at them."We won't!" Rhett called back confidently.Helen smirked. "The room can be easily replaced. But I’m not so sure about your bones—or any other part of your body."That made them stop. Mid-spin, Rhett froze, setting Little Ruby back on her feet