Lucas’s POVThe moment I saw Emily standing there, gripping that gun with shaking hands, my entire world came crashing down. She was just a child—my child. She shouldn’t be anywhere near this kind of danger, let alone holding a weapon. But there she was, her tiny fingers wrapped around the handle, her knuckles white from how tightly she held it. Her big, terrified eyes darted between me and Ivan, her entire body trembling. I swallowed hard, my chest tightening with panic. “Emily,” I said gently, forcing my voice to stay calm even though my mind was screaming. “Put it down, sweetheart. You don’t have to do this.” She flinched at my words, but her grip didn’t loosen. Her lips wobbled, her lower lip trembling as if she was about to cry. But she didn’t. My baby girl, my strong little fighter, stood her ground. Ivan let out a low, amused chuckle, the sound sending a wave of rage through me. “Well, now this is unexpected,” he mused, stepping forward slightly. “The little prince
Mandy’s POVDarkness wrapped around me, thick and suffocating. It was pulling me under, deeper and deeper, but somewhere through the haze, I heard a voice. Familiar. Desperate. “…Mandy, please.” I wanted to respond, to tell Lucas that I was here, that I could hear him, but my body wouldn’t cooperate. Everything hurt. My chest felt heavy, like I was being crushed under the weight of something unseen. Was I dying? No. I couldn’t. Not when Emily needed me. Not when Lucas was calling my name like his entire world was breaking apart. I tried to force my eyes open, but my lashes felt like they were glued shut and my body refused to move, every limb numb and detached from me. Panic crawled up my throat. Was this what it felt like to be slipping away? No. I wouldn’t let it happen. I couldn’t let it happen. I had to fight. With everything I had left, I forced my fingers to twitch, a small movement, barely noticeable, but it was something. Then I felt it—warm, stro
Mandy’s POV The world felt muted, like the moment after a bomb detonates—everything still, silent, and filled with the weight of what just happened. Ivan was dead. Ethan stood over his body, the gun still gripped in his hand, the smell of gunpowder lingering in the air. While Lucas hadn’t moved, his chest rising and falling in slow, controlled breaths, but his fists were still clenched, his entire body wound so tight it looked like he might snap. I wanted to believe it was over. I wanted to believe that Ivan’s death meant we could finally breathe. But his last words wouldn’t stop playing in my head and a sick feeling coiled in my stomach. Lucas must have felt the shift in me because he finally turned, his sharp gaze locking onto mine. “We need to go.” His voice was low, steady, but beneath it, I heard the edge—the same unease that was clawing at me. Ethan nodded, sliding his gun back into his holster. “I have men waiting. We’ll take the back route.” Lucas helped me u
Mandy’s POVThe darkness swallowed us whole. The house, once a safe haven, now felt like a trap. My heartbeat pounded in my ears, each second stretching unbearably as silence pressed in. Then— Crash.Another window shattered, the sharp, distinct sound of glass hitting the floor sending a chill down my spine. “Get down!” Ethan’s voice cut through the air. Lucas reacted instantly, grabbing my wrist and pulling me into his chest as he moved us behind the couch. His body was tense, his grip firm but careful. Footsteps echoed from outside. More than one set. They were already inside. Emily. I jolted, panic clawing at my chest. “Emily—” “She’s safe,” Ethan whispered sharply, already moving toward the hallway. “I locked the back door. But we don’t have much time.” Lucas’s jaw tightened. His mind was already racing, calculating. “How many?” Ethan peeked past the doorway, his gun drawn. “At least four. Maybe more.” Lucas cursed under his breath. His hold on me tighten
Mandy’s POV The headlights in the rearview mirror burned into my vision, unrelenting. My pulse pounded as I watched the car tailing us, maintaining a steady distance, never speeding up, never slowing down. Like a predator toying with its prey. I gripped the edge of my seat, my breath unsteady. “They’re following us.” Lucas’s head snapped toward Ethan. “Lose them.” Ethan didn’t need to be told twice. He gritted his teeth and slammed the gas pedal, the SUV surging forward with a roar. Emily stirred in my arms, letting out a sleepy whimper, and I instinctively tightened my hold on her. Wendy turned in her seat, peering through the back window. “They’re keeping up.” I glanced over my shoulder as the car behind us matched our speed effortlessly, its dark windows concealing whoever was inside. Then a chill crept down my spine and this wasn’t just some random tail. It was calculated. Lucas pulled his gun from his holster, checking the clip with sharp efficiency. “Ethan, any wa
Mandy’s POV The gunshot split the night like a scream. I watched in horror as Lucas staggered back, his body jerking from the impact. No. My mind refused to process what had just happened as my breath hitched and my vision narrowed to the sight of him collapsing to his knees, his hand clutching his side where blood was already seeping through his shirt. “No—no, no, no,” I gasped, struggling against Damian’s grip, but he only tightened his hold on me, his lips brushing against my ear. “Stay still,” he murmured, almost amused. “Or the next one goes through his head.” Lucas’s head lifted, his eyes locking onto mine. Even in pain, his expression was steady and focused. “Let her go,” he gritted out, his voice laced with fury. Damian chuckled. “You’re in no position to make demands, Lucas.” Lucas tried to push himself up, but his body swayed. His hand pressed harder against his wound, but the blood kept slipping through his fingers. Emily sobbed somewhere behind me. Wen
Lucas’s POVPain dragged me under. It was distant at first, like an echo of something happening to someone else. But then it sharpened, clawing through my body like fire. I forced my eyes open. Blurred figures moved around me. The sirens had stopped, replaced by the frantic murmurs of voices and the beeping of machines. Hospital. I knew that smell—sterile, sharp, laced with something metallic. Blood. My blood. A soft pressure on my hand made me shift my gaze. Mandy. She was there, gripping my hand like it was the only thing keeping her grounded. Her eyes were red-rimmed and her face were paled but she was here. I tried to speak, but my throat was raw, the effort sending a sharp stab of pain through my side. “Don’t,” she whispered, her fingers tightening. “You need to rest.” I wanted to tell her I was fine. That Damian hadn’t won. That no matter what, I wasn’t leaving her. But the exhaustion was stronger as darkness tugged at me again, and this time, I didn’
Lucas’s POVRage burned through my veins, sharp and unforgiving. Emily. Damian had her. I didn’t need to breathe. Didn’t need to think. Every instinct in my body screamed to move. However, Ethan was already ahead of me, pulling out his phone, his jaw tight. "I’m tracing the video’s source." Mandy was frozen, her fingers gripping the hospital bed so tightly that her knuckles turned white. "Damian has Emily," she whispered, her voice cracking. I reached for her, ignoring the pull of pain in my side. "We’re getting her back." Then, she looked up at me, her eyes wild with fear. "Lucas, if something happens to her—" "Nothing will." I cupped her face, forcing her to see me. "I swear to you, Mandy. No matter what it takes, we’ll bring her home." Tears welled in her eyes, but she nodded, swallowing hard. Ethan’s phone buzzed. He checked it, then cursed. "Got a location. Abandoned warehouse, outskirts of town." Of course. Damian wouldn’t make this easy. I swung my leg
Mandy’s POVThe SUV’s tires screeched as it came to a halt, the eerie silence of the abandoned warehouse district swallowing the sound. My pulse raced in my ears as I sat motionless, gripping Emily’s limp body tightly. Each second felt like an eternity. The night air outside was thick with tension, the kind that made you feel like something terrible was about to happen, but you had no idea how to stop it.Lucas didn’t even glance at me as he opened the door and stepped out of the car. His face was set, hardened, like he was preparing for war. I followed quickly behind him, clutching Emily closer to my chest, her tiny body a fragile weight in my arms. The warehouse loomed in front of us—an ugly, decaying building at the edge of the city. There was nothing welcoming about it, nothing that suggested it could be a place of hope. It was a hollow structure, abandoned and broken, much like the world we had stepped into.We moved quickly toward the entrance, the dim lights of the street
lucas’s POVThe phone call felt like a weight around my neck, each second dragging me deeper into something I never wanted to revisit. My grip tightened on the steering wheel, knuckling white as I stared out the window. But my mind wasn’t on the road ahead—it was on the voice that had just spoken through the phone. "You should be rotting in a cell, Lucas."His words rang in my ears like a death sentence. Every syllable is a reminder of the mistakes I’d made, the enemies I’d created, and the man I once was—the man I still couldn’t fully outrun. I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to stay calm. "I don’t have time for grudges," I said, my voice clipped and controlled. "I need your help."The silence on the other end of the line stretched painfully long. I could hear him breathing, the rasp of air in and out as if he were savoring the moment. Finally, he spoke again. "Bring her here. But after this, you owe me."The words hit me like a blow to the chest, but I forced myself not to re
Mandy’s POVEverything around me blurred into nothing. The cold pavement bit into my knees, but I barely felt it. My arms tightened around Emily’s small, lifeless body, my hands trembling as I pressed my forehead against hers. "Please, baby… please…" My voice cracked, but no response came. The weight of her in my arms, too still, too cold, made it impossible to breathe. A strangled sob tore from my throat as I rocked her, desperate to bring life back into her. She had been laughing just hours ago, giggling in my arms, full of energy, full of love. Now, she was slipping away, and I couldn't stop it. "We need to get her to a hospital!" Ethan's voice cut through the fog of grief, sharp and urgent. He was crouched beside me, his hands hovering as if afraid to touch her, as if touching would make this nightmare real. Lucas stood frozen, his face unreadable, but his hands were clenched into fists at his sides. His knuckles were white, his whole body rigid. "If anything happens t
Lucas’s POVThe world felt like it was closing in on me. The lights flashing from the police cars outside the warehouse, the sound of sirens wailing in the distance, it all blended into a haze of confusion. Mandy had been pulled away, and I could only watch as she and Ethan ran for their lives. The chaos unfolding around us seemed like a nightmare I couldn’t wake from. Sophia had done this. She’d planned every step with the precision of someone who was playing a long game, and now, I was caught in it. A pawn. And I had no idea how to fight back. My mind was racing, but there was no time to think. I had to do something—anything—to protect her, to protect Emily. The weight of what was happening pressed heavily against my chest, suffocating me with guilt and fear. Mandy and Emily were in danger, and it was because of me. As I moved toward the door, my body tense and ready for whatever was waiting outside, my eyes caught the movement in the distance. The alley—where Mandy and Eth
Mandy’s POVEthan’s grip was unrelenting as he pulled me through the dark corridors of the warehouse. My heart thundered in my chest, and the sound of hurried footsteps echoed off the cold concrete walls. Behind us, the chaos erupted—yelling, shouts of orders, the sound of heavy boots pounding the floor as the police scrambled to respond. I barely registered it all. All I could think about was the fact that Lucas was being arrested. We were running, but for what? "We can’t let them take Lucas."His words hit me like a cold splash of water. He was right. We couldn’t let them take him, but how were we supposed to stop this? I stumbled slightly, still trying to process everything—Sophia’s cruel smile, the video, the betrayal I felt in my bones. Lucas… Lucas had never told me about his past with Sophia. I didn’t know what to believe anymore. Could I trust him? Should I? "What do we do?" I gasped, the words slipping out before I could stop them. My mind was clouded, and fear was s
Lucas’s POVThe moment the police stormed in, their weapons raised, I knew Sophia had been waiting for this. The blue and red flashes of sirens painted the dim warehouse in a kaleidoscope of chaos. The tension in the air thickened like a noose tightening around my throat. "Lucas Vanderbilt, you’re under arrest."The lead officer’s voice rang with authority, cutting through the heavy silence that followed. Beside me, Mandy tensed, her fingers twitching at her sides. I could hear her sharp intake of breath, but my focus stayed on the officers, on Sophia, and on the pieces of this twisted game she was playing. "For what?" I asked, keeping my voice controlled, even though my pulse pounded in my ears. Sophia let out a delighted hum, stepping forward as if she were the one running the show. "Oh, Lucas. You didn’t think I came empty-handed, did you?"My stomach tightened. Of course, she hadn’t. Sophia had never been the type to strike without a plan. She had been pulling the strings
Mandy’s POVI stood there, frozen, the weight of everything pressing down on me. The room felt suffocating as my chest was tight, my pulse racing as I tried to make sense of the video, of what I had just seen. My hands shook, my mind in a whirlwind of disbelief, hurt, and anger. "I trusted you!" I finally shouted, my voice breaking, raw with emotion. The words left my lips before I could stop them, and the pain behind them was suffocating. I had let my guard down. I had believed in Lucas, in us. But now, everything was shattered. The man I thought I knew, the man I had given my heart to, had lied to me—about something so crucial, so fundamental. I couldn’t even look at him. My eyes blurred with unshed tears, but I refused to let them fall. Not now. Not when I was this angry, this betrayed. Lucas’s expression faltered, his usual calm demeanor giving way to something more vulnerable—more desperate. "I didn’t leave her. I thought she was dead, Mandy. I thought I lost her that night
Lucas’s POVI could see Mandy hesitating, her finger hovering over the play button, but her eyes were locked on the screen, as if she were trying to prepare herself for what was coming. I could see the turmoil in her face, the confusion, the disbelief, and it made my stomach churn. What was about to unfold was something I had buried so deep, so far away from her, that I had hoped we would never have to confront it. But Sophia... she had found a way to drag it all back into the light.My heart pounded in my chest as the screen flickered to life. The darkness of the alley filled the frame, shadows stretching long and ominous. I could see myself, younger, desperate, pacing with a sense of urgency that was palpable even through the grainy footage. My voice echoed through the alley as I shouted Sophia’s name. "Sophia!" I could hear myself calling out, panic in my tone. "Sophia!"The air around me felt like it was thick with dread, and I could almost feel the weight of the night again.
Mandy’s POVThe world around me felt like it was slipping away. My body trembled, not from the cold, but from the weight of the words in the air. Each one felt like a stone being dropped into the abyss, echoing through me, making everything I thought I knew shake. I had always believed in Lucas, in the man who stood beside me, and yet now, his past was unfurling before my eyes, and I wasn’t sure if I even knew him at all.Sophia leaned in closer, her breath hot against my ear, and I froze. There was a dangerous calmness in her voice as she whispered the words that made my heart stop."He let me die, Mandy. He chose himself over me."Her words rang in my ears, and for a moment, everything inside me froze. He chose himself over her? The very idea cut through me like a knife. I could barely breathe, let alone process the enormity of what she was implying. Lucas was beside me, his fists clenched at his sides, his jaw tight with barely contained fury. His voice cracked through the silen