Aurora remained poised, her sharp eyes watching everything from behind the rim of her champagne glass. The celebration was extravagant, but beneath the glitz and glamour, she saw the truth—Ethan and Vanessa were basking in their delusions of control. Their arrogance was suffocating, almost laughable.Let them think they’ve won.She took a slow sip, letting the bubbles linger before swallowing. Across the room, Lucian was engaged in conversation with a group of businessmen, his presence commanding as always. She had chosen to stay at their table, alone for the most part, though some guests approached her, exchanging pleasantries.Then, just as she turned to excuse herself from the idle chatter, Ethan appeared."Enjoying the party?" he asked, his smirk
Aurora groaned in pain. Every inch of her body ached as if she had been crushed beneath a speeding train. She tried to move her limbs, but they refused to obey.“You’re mine now, Aurora.”A deep, familiar voice cut through the fog in her mind.Her brows furrowed. Who…?She forced her heavy eyelids open, but her vision remained blurry. Panic stirred inside her as she tried to sit up, but her body was sluggish, unresponsive. She felt trapped in a haze.‘Where am I? What’s happening?’She struggled, her fingers twitching weakly until she managed to lift her arms. She placed a trembling
“What the fuck is wrong with you, Ethan?! Why did you do that?!” Vanessa hissed, her voice trembling with rage. She paced back and forth in the hotel suite, her heels clicking against the marble floor in sharp, angry taps.Lucian and Aurora had long left, leaving Ethan alone with Vanessa, who was waiting—no, demanding—an explanation.Ethan sat on the edge of the bed, hunched over, his fingers gripping his knees like a scolded child. His jaw clenched as he avoided Vanessa’s piercing glare.“Ethan! Answer me!” she snapped, her patience wearing thin.Ethan grunted, rubbing his face with both hands before sighing heavily. “It’s not my fault, okay?! She took advantage of me!”Vanessa narrowed her eyes. “What the hell are you talking about?”Ethan stood abruptly and grabbed her arms, forcing her to look at him. “Didn’t you notice how she looked at me the entire night? She was flirting with me, Vanessa. She was the one who seduced me.” His voice softened into something pitiful as he cupped h
Aurora remained in Lucian’s penthouse for the next few days, choosing silence over confrontation. She kept her phone off, refusing to entertain the outside world, especially the whispers and speculations that must have already begun. The trauma of what happened lingered in her body like an unwelcome guest, but she found solace in Lucian’s presence.Lucian didn’t ask too many questions. He didn’t push her to talk about what happened unless she wanted to. Instead, he stayed close, offering quiet support in the form of warm meals, reassuring touches, and the kind of patience Aurora never realized she needed.She had always been independent, always fought her own battles. But now, in the safety of his home, she allowed herself to lean on him—even just for a little while.And in those moments, something inside her shifted.“Hmm… I never thought you were a great cook too, huh?” Aurora teased, grinning as she twirled a forkful of creamy truffle pasta. The rich aroma filled the air, making he
Aurora grinned as she watched the chaos outside her car. Camera flashing. Journalists shouting questions. It felt suffocating just to see it.She had anticipated some backlash after Vanessa and Ethan’s ridiculous lawsuit, but this? This was overwhelming.Her chest tightened. The thought of stepping out, of having to push through the sea of microphones and intrusive eyes, sent a wave of anxiety through her.She couldn’t do it.Not now.Beth sat beside her, scrolling through her tablet with furrowed brows.“It’s all over the internet, Ms. Lancaster. Articles, social media posts, even video clips. They’re twisting the story.”
Ethan leaned back in his chair, a smug grin playing on his lips as he swirled the whiskey in his glass. The dim lighting in his office cast long shadows on the walls, adding to the air of quiet triumph that hung between him and Vanessa.Across from him, Vanessa sat with one leg crossed over the other, practically glowing with excitement. She tapped her manicured nails against her phone screen, scrolling through news articles that praised their latest victory.Ethan smirked. “What’s the status?”“We did it,” she said, her voice laced with satisfaction. “LIT is finally ours.”Ethan chuckled, taking a slow sip of his drink. “And Aurora didn’t even put up a fight.”Vanessa smirked, setting her phone down. “How could she? She’s been too busy hiding from the scandal. She didn’t even see this coming.”Ethan exhaled in amusement, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. Lancaster Tech Innovations was finally under his control. Aurora had been naive, believing that the merger had been for the comp
Aurora let out a frustrated scream, throwing the remote across the room as the press conference ended. The screen went black for a second before the news anchor reappeared, discussing Ethan and Vanessa’s so-called "victory" over her. Her chest heaved with anger, her nails digging into her palms as she processed everything they had just said.“Fuck them!” she screamed again. They dared to paint her as the villain, twisting the narrative to make themselves look like the victims. Ethan sat there with his fake concern, pretending to be the bigger person, while Vanessa feigned distress as if she wasn’t the one orchestrating all of this behind the scenes.But what infuriated her the most wasn’t their lies—they attempted to steal LIT from her.Her company.Her legacy.The company that her father entrusted to her. It didn’t take long when her phone suddenly rang. She exhaled sharply when she saw that it was her father. “Dad–” “What the hell is going on, Aurora?! What is happening to my
Ethan adjusted his cufflinks as he admired his reflection in the mirror. Tonight was perfect. Another lavish party, another public display of their supposed victory.He turned to Vanessa, who was draped in an expensive silk gown, her diamond necklace shimmering under the golden chandeliers of the grand ballroom. She clinked her champagne glass against his, her lips curling into a smug smile.“To us,” Vanessa purred.“To us,” Ethan echoed, taking a slow sip of his drink.Vanessa chuckled. “Aurora for sure didn’t see this coming. It’s been what? Two weeks and she haven’t shown her face to anyone.”Ethan smirked. “She might have accepted her fate already. She shou
Aurora barely had time to think as she rushed through the grand hallway, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. Every second felt like an eternity, and every breath was filled with a sense of urgency. Loyd was out there, somewhere, trapped in the hands of a man she had thought was long dead.Lester Aldric.The name sent a shiver down her spine. She had spent the last few hours wrestling with the shock of it, but there was no time for hesitation now. If what Red had found was true, then Lester was alive, and he was the one behind her son’s kidnapping.She clutched her phone tightly in her hand as she stormed toward the front door. She was going to end this.But just as she reached the entrance, the heavy doors swung open, and Lucian stepped inside.Aurora’s breath hitched.Lucian was dressed in a sharp black suit, his tie loosened slightly as though he had rushed here. His golden eyes immediately locked onto her, dark with intensity. The moment he saw her standing there,
Aurora hadn’t slept for hours. The weight of the situation had turned her mind into a whirlwind of thoughts, none of them bringing any comfort. The room felt suffocating, the silence deafening. It was the kind of silence that screamed for answers—answers that she still didn’t have.She sat in front of her laptop, staring at the screen as Red’s interface blinked at her, its cheerful emoji face betraying the severity of the situation.“Find him, Red. Find Loyd,” she whispered, her voice hoarse from the strain of the past 24 hours.Her hands moved across the keys, the same commands over and over again. Every search, every trace led to a dead end. Loyd’s whereabouts were still a mystery. The police were still investigating, but they had no leads. No clues. The frustration gnawed at her like a beast trying to break free from its cage.Every second felt like an eternity. Every thought was a question. Where is my son?Her mind wandered to the last time she’d held him, kissed his forehead, t
Aurora sat in the living room, her hands gripping her phone so tightly that her knuckles turned white. The room was filled with police officers, their radios buzzing, their voices low but urgent as they coordinated the search for Loyd.But it wasn’t fast enough.Nothing was fast enough.Her baby was missing.Her heart pounded erratically in her chest, her breathing uneven.Loyd.Where was he? Was he scared? Was he crying for her?The thought made her stomach churn.She forced herself to stay strong. She couldn’t afford to fall apart—not now.Taking a shaky breath, she pressed the call button.Lucian picked up on the first ring.“Aurora,” he said, his voice sharp, controlled—but she could hear the underlying panic.“It’s Loyd,” she choked out.“I know.”There was silence for a brief moment. Then—“I’ll handle it.”Aurora clenched her jaw. “We need to tell the police—”“No.” Lucian’s voice was firm, cutting her off.She frowned. “Lucian, they can help—”“They won’t,” he bit out. “They’l
Lucian clenched his fists, his jaw tightening as he paced his office.His plan had failed.Aurora knew everything now.He had wanted to protect her—to handle this mess before she ever found out. But now, the fragile trust they had rebuilt was at risk of shattering.Lucian slammed his fist against his desk, his chest heaving.Damn it.He never wanted to invest in CRS Holdings. Never wanted to be involved with Don Ramon again. But the old man had forced his hand. Blackmail.If Lucian hadn’t complied, Don Ramon would have unleashed something far worse.And now?Now, he was losing Aurora.A bitter taste filled his mouth as he grabbed his suit jacket. He couldn’t let this continue.He had made a mistake, but he could still fix it.He was going to see Don Ramon.And this time, he was cutting ties for good.—Don Ramon sat comfortably in his leather chair, swirling a glass of whiskey in his hand. His gray eyes gleamed with amusement as Lucian stormed into his office.“Well, well,” the older
Aurora’s heart pounded as she watched Red process her request. The AI’s animated face flickered for a few seconds before its voice chimed through her AirPods.“Scanning for data… Please wait, Master.”Her grip on the iPad tightened.She didn’t know what she was expecting. Maybe she wanted Red to tell her that this was all a mistake—that Don Ramon was still locked away where he belonged. That someone was playing a sick joke on her.But she knew better.The locket in the black box had been real. And Don Ramon wouldn’t send something like that unless he wanted her to know he was free.Minutes passed in tense silence. Aurora sat frozen at her desk, her mind racing.She had spent years trying to rebuild her life after everything he had done. She had buried the past. She had fought through her pain, through her anger, and finally, she had found peace.But now?Now, he was back.Red’s voice pulled her from her spiraling thoughts.“Search complete! Displaying results now.”Aurora’s screen fli
For days, Aurora had refused to speak to Lucian. She had seen his messages, the calls he left unanswered, but she ignored them all.It wasn’t that she had decided to cancel the wedding. No, she still wanted to marry him. But she needed time to think.The past still hurt.Because of Don Ramon, she lost her father. Because of him, their family had nearly lost everything.And worst of all, her mother had suffered the most. It had taken years for Carmela to even tolerate Lucian’s presence in their lives, and that was only because of her and Loyd.If Carmela found out that Lucian had kept Don Ramon’s release a secret?Aurora clenched her jaw. She would be devastated.She thought she had reached her limit. That nothing could make this worse.But then—a package arrived.A small black box, wrapped in a blood-red ribbon.At first, she thought it was a wedding gift. A well-wisher, perhaps. Or maybe even Lucian, trying to make amends for what he had done.But the moment she opened it, a wave of
Aurora clutched the glass of wine in her trembling hands, staring blankly at the city lights beyond Rebecca’s penthouse window. The night sky stretched endlessly before her, but all she could feel was the suffocating weight pressing against her chest.Tears streamed down her face, hot and relentless. She wiped them away furiously, but they kept falling.“I should’ve known,” she whispered, voice hoarse.Rebecca, sitting across from her on the couch, crossed her arms, her expression hard. “You’re damn right you should’ve.”Aurora flinched at the sharpness in her friend’s tone. Rebecca never sugarcoated anything, but tonight, she wasn’t just blunt—she was angry.“Do you realize what this means, Aurora?” Rebecca continued, leaning forward. “That man—Don Ramon Blackwood—he ruined your life. He manipulated Lucian. He almost destroyed everything. And now he’s just… out?” She scoffed, shaking her head. “And Lucian didn’t even tell you?”Aurora swallowed the lump in her throat. “He said he w
Aurora stormed into Blackwood Enterprises, her heels clicking against the marble floors with purpose.The moment she stepped inside, the receptionist and employees turned to look at her. Some murmured in hushed tones, but she ignored them.She was furious.Lucian had been keeping something this important from her.Her hands clenched at her sides as she took the elevator up to the executive floor. The doors opened, and she stepped out, heading straight for Lucian’s office.“Ma’am—” Lucian’s secretary, Janine, started, but Aurora had already pushed the door open.Lucian was standing near the floor-to-ceiling windows, a phone pressed to his ear. At the sound of the door slamming shut, he turned, his blue eyes narrowing slightly when he saw her.“I’ll call you back,” he muttered, ending the call.Aurora stood there, arms crossed, anger simmering beneath the surface. “How long?”Lucian sighed, already knowing what she meant. “Aurora—”“How long have you known?” she demanded, her voice shak
Aurora barely had a moment to breathe.Between wedding preparations and handling company affairs, her days had turned into a whirlwind. But for the first time, she didn’t feel pressured.This wedding was different.It wasn’t an obligation, a contract, or a forced responsibility. This time, it was hers. It was theirs.She had chosen this path with Lucian because she loved him, and every detail of the ceremony reflected that. From the floral arrangements to the venue selection, everything felt magical.But even as she juggled everything, there was still work to do. Today, she had an important media interview representing the company, ensuring investors and clients that the transition of leadership under her and Lucian remained stable.Aurora arrived at the studio dressed in a tailored beige suit, exuding confidence. She had done countless interviews before, so she thought she was prepared.She was wrong.The first half of the interview went smoothly. The questions were professional—abou