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LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 222
One early morning, Logan Hudson Bentley could be seen pacing about the grand bedroom of their penthouse suite, running a hand through his hair. Looking forward, his entire world was curled up on the bed, her hands resting protectively over her round belly which was now very obvious. She was indeed heavy now and there was no hiding it. Patricia Howard, his love, his future and only surviving family he has, the soon-to-be mother of his children woke up and saw him pacing. She let out a soft sigh, her eyes met his and she asked; "Logan, you’re restless. What’s wrong this time?" “The thing is, I made you a promise, Pat, I swore we'd be married before our baby arrives." His voice softened as he knelt beside the bed, and kissed her palm and added; "You deserve the world, and I won’t let another day pass without making you my wife officially." A tender smile spread across her lips, she retorted; "You think I need a ring to know I belong to you?" Logan cupped her face, his t
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 223
Logan helped Patricia out of her gown with careful hands, his touch soft and satisfying. As he pressed soft kisses along her shoulders, he murmured in a quiet awe; "You are breathtaking, Mrs. Bentley,” She let out a soft laugh, tilting her head to meet his lips. "And you, Mr. Bentley, are the most devoted husband a woman could ask for." He knelt before her, placing a tender kiss on her belly. "And soon, the most devoted father." His fingers caressed her growing bump, a sense of wonder in his eyes. "Do you feel them moving?" It turns out that Patricia was pregnant with twins and they were so excited, it was the most amazing day for both couples in the world when they found out. Patricia smiled, placing her hands over his. "All the time. They know their daddy loves them already." His expression softened. "With my whole heart." He cupped her face, his eyes dark with emotion. "Patricia, you’ve given me a love I never knew I was capable of. A family. My life began the day you walked
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 224
As Patricia lay in her hospital bed, cradling their newborn twins, Logan couldn’t take his eyes off her. She looked exhausted yet radiant, the soft glow of motherhood surrounded her. He gently stroked a lock of hair from her damp forehead as he whispered; “I’ve never been more in awe of you, you brought our babies into the world, Patricia. You are magic.” She smiled weakly, her fingers tracing the tiny hands of their newborns. “They’re perfect, Logan. Our little miracles.” She uttered smiling as she looked at them both in awe. Their daughter stirred in her arms, a tiny yawn escaping her lips. Logan chuckled, his heart swelling just by this gesture. “She already knows how to steal her daddy’s heart.” he uttered, then his gaze shifted to their son, nestled against Patricia he added; “And he’s going to be strong, just like his mother.” Patricia turned her head slightly to look at him, he looked like a child staring at both kids and her heart was filled with love.
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 225
***Two Weeks Later*** Logan had planned everything to perfection. The day Patricia and the twins were discharged, a private luxury car was waiting for them just outside the hospital. Their security all stood at a respectful distance, ensuring everything was smooth and stress-free. Patricia, dressed in a soft ivory floral dress, held Seraphina in her arms while Logan cradled Alexander. He guided her carefully toward the car, never letting her take a single step without his support. “Logan, where are we going?” she asked as he helped her settle inside. He fastened her seatbelt, his lips brushing against her temple. “Home.” She frowned slightly. “The estate?” Logan simply smiled. “Something better.” As the car drove along the coastline, Patricia’s heart pounded in anticipation. And then, as they rounded the last turn, she gasped. Right there, standing against the breathtaking backdrop of the ocean, was a stunning mansion. Her hands flew to her mouth. “Logan…”
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 226
Life at the Bentley's new mansion was peaceful, filled with quiet joys and treasured moments. Logan managed his business from home, ensuring Patricia never had to worry about anything. Every evening, he found himself drawn to the nursery, where Patricia would be rocking their twins, whispering lullabies. Watching her with their children filled him with a love so deep it was almost overwhelming. One evening, as they sat by the fireplace in their private lounge, Patricia rested her head on Logan’s shoulder while Seraphina and Alexander slept in their cribs beside them. Logan ran his fingers gently through her hair, his voice soft, he asked; “Are you happy, my love?” Patricia smiled, looking up at him. “Happier than I ever thought possible.” He kissed her forehead, his heart swelling with emotion, she retorted; “Then my world is perfect.” But beyond their peaceful home, the past still lingered in the shadows. **** Malcolm’s body went limp as the sedative coursed through his
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 227
Malcolm on hearing what this strange man said, sat upright, the restraints on his wrists and ankles were now gone. The medication was still in his system, but his mind felt sharper, more awake than it had been in months. He studied the man before him, he was calm, composed, confident, and clearly someone with access to things that went beyond the walls of this facility. “You said you have friends, people who can help.” Malcolm murmured, his voice hoarse from being too silent for a while. The man smirked, sliding his hands into the pockets of his uniform. “That’s right.” Malcolm leaned forward slightly, his fingers curling into fists. “Then I want out of this place.” His eyes darkened as he added; “And I want one of Bentley’s children.” The man’s smile didn’t falter, but there was a glint of something approving in his gaze as he said; “Now that is interesting.” Malcolm exhaled slowly, the weight of everything, his obsession, his anger for revenge was weighing down on him. H
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 228
The Bentley mansion was in chaos, the guards swarmed the grounds, barking orders into their radios. Drones were even deployed, it's searchlights were sweeping over the property. And at the center of it all stood Logan Bentley. His expression was unreadable, but his fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles were dead white. His entire body radiated fury, Patricia sobbed into his chest, clutching onto him like she might collapse at any moment. “They took her, Logan! They took our baby girl!” Logan’s jaw tensed, his heartbeat a deafening roar in his ears. He gently calmed Patricia and cupped her face, his voice low but firm. “I will get her back.” His eyes burned with cold determination as he added; “Whoever did this is already dead. They just don’t know it yet.” One of his security leads approached, his expression quit grim, it was Sean, he uttered; “Sir… we think we know who’s behind this.” Logan turned to him slowly. “Speak.” Sean hesitated but then pulled out a
LOGAN .H. BENTLEY'S REBOUND CHAPTER 229
The air was filled with tension as Logan's convoy sped toward the coordinates. The city lights blurred past, but all Logan could see was Seraphina’s face, his precious daughter, stolen by a madman. His grip tightened around the gun in his lap, thus time he was determined not to let him go, his knuckles were pure white. In the passenger seat, Sean kept his gaze fixed on the GPS. "We’re five minutes out." He uttered. "That’s too long," Logan muttered. His heart pounded with fury. He had promised Patricia he would bring their daughter home. He would not fail. But as they neared the location, a call came through. “Sir, we have a problem," A guard uttered over the line. Logan’s jaw clenched. "What kind of problem?" He hesitated, then said, "Malcolm knew we were coming. He’s already gone." The words slammed into Logan like a punch to the gut. His entire body went rigid. "What?" Logan’s voice was dangerously low. "The building is empty. We found traces like a baby formula, a
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As the night grew deeper, the table emptied, leaving only Logan, Alexander, Seraphina, and Udinov nursing their drinks. Patricia had gone to check on a renovation project upstairs, giving Logan a rare moment alone with his children. He leaned forward, resting his arms on the table. “You’re all too busy.” Seraphina smirked. “That’s rich, coming from you.” Logan chuckled. “I know. But when was the last time you all sat like this? No boardrooms, no deals, no strategies?” None of them answered and then Logan sighed. “You were raised to be strong, to command, to win. But power without family means nothing.” Alexander exhaled, rubbing his temples. “You’re getting sentimental here, Dad.” “Maybe,” Logan admitted and continued; “Or maybe I just don’t want you three to lose what I fought so hard to build, which was not the empire, but this.” Alexander tapped the rim of his glass. “And what exactly is this?” Logan looked at them, they were his legacy, his greatest creations, he utt
CHAPTER 262
Udinov got another text from his dad's right hand that the meeting was postponed, so he decided to join Seraphina and Alexander for dinner at their family estate, then he would go back home to his parents after. Besides, the Bentley family are like his first home, he calls Patricia ‘mama’ and she treats him like a second son she never had. They boarded a flight and headed home. The Bentley Estate was standing brightly, in the twilight, its grandeur was untouched by time. The sprawling mansion was an empire in itself, it was where titans were raised. Tonight, however it was not about power or strategy, it was about family. Seraphina Bentley stepped out of her sleek car, a product of her company’s innovation. The estate’s lights illuminated the driveway, which was a path she had walked on since childhood. She didn’t need to knock, the doors swung open as if the house itself knew she had arrived. "About time," a familiar voice drawled. She smirked as Alexander leaned again
CHAPTER 261
Seraphina, Alexander, and Udinov had eliminated The Black Concordat. The world was once again theirs. But power was never still. It was always shifting, always evolving. And now, they had to decide if they would rule the world as it was or if they would reshape it? They didn’t just want an empire, they wanted absolute dominion. Few months later, in a private island in the Mediterranean A meeting unlike any other had been arranged. The most powerful people in the world, billionaires, world leaders, and shadow rulers all arrived in secret, each escorted by heavily armed security. But at the center of it all, inside a grand glass-walled hall overlooking the ocean, stood three figures. They were none other than Seraphina, his twin brother Alexander Bentley and Udinov Volkov. This meeting wasn't one of negotiation, it was a declaration. Seraphina spoke first, her voice steady and commanding. "You are all here because you think you control the world, but let me make something
CHAPTER 260
With the Dominions wiped out, the Bentley-Volkov dynasty had reclaimed its throne. The war between the heirs had turned into an alliance, one built on necessity, respect, and the undeniable truth that they were stronger together. But power never truly rests, the world watched, waiting to see if Seraphina, Alexander, and Udinov would hold their reign, or if a new storm was already brewing. Two months after Dominion's fall, the three heirs met again, this time in Hong Kong, inside a high-rise that belonged to Bentley International Banking. Inside the boardroom, tension crackled like a coming storm. Seraphina stood at the head of the table, her gaze sharp. "Dominion wasn’t the end." Alexander leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. "Go on." She tapped on the table, and a holographic display flickered to life filled with names, locations, financial transactions. "Before Dominion fell, someone else was moving in the shadows, picking up the pieces. They call themselves The Bl
CHAPTER 259
Over the years, many years later, the world had changed. The names Bentley and Volkov were no longer just synonymous with wealth. They had become something more, they had become an unstoppable dynasty that shaped economies, influenced governments, and controlled the very pulse of power in the world. Logan Bentley and Damien Volkov had done the impossible, they had not only built an empire, but they had ensured its survival. But every empire faces its greatest challenge, because the bigger it becomes the more threats it attracts. And this time, the threat wasn’t from the outside like it used to be, this particular one was from within. Seraphina Bentley grew up to become the Visionary of the empire, she had always been so smart and took her father's brilliance and foresight. She is a strategist, a builder, a force just at the age of twenty-three, she had transformed Bentley Innovations into an empire of the future, dominating artificial intelligence, clean energy, and space exp
CHAPTER 258
The next day, Troy Reece and his son stood by the balcony, he didn't allow him to go back home the night before for fear he would get abducted. There were unspoken words between them For years, Troy had imagined this very moment when he would talk to his son in person again, he had rehearsed apologies in the quiet of his guilt, whispered confessions into thin air, but now, standing before his son, no words seemed enough. Ethan’s fists clenched at his sides, his expression unreadable. There was hesitation in his eyes, a war between the hurt of abandonment and the reluctant gratitude he couldn’t ignore. The weight of Troy’s absence had shaped him in ways no one would hope for, but then the knowledge that his father had, in his own way, protected him from Arthur’s threats, from a darkness Ethan never fully understood. "You left me," Ethan said at last, his voice quiet but razor-sharp. "For years, I told myself I’d never forgive you, I even hoped we would never meet." Troy’s th
CHAPTER 257
Troy’s SUV screeched to a stop in front of the house. He was out before the engine died, his gun drawn. Ethan was right behind him; he was just a young man who hated violence, but he wanted to help them out, since his father did the same. Troy’s worst fear was confirmed when he saw the back door wide open. 'Oh no, no no…’ Troy thought. His blood went ice cold as he couldn't hear any sound, he walked gently into the house. “Amelia!” he shouted, but no one answered, there was silence. Then suddenly, there was a thud from upstairs. Troy moved fast, taking the stairs two at a time. Ethan followed, his heart pounding. The bedroom door was locked, but Troy kicked it open, his eyes widened. What he saw made him freeze, Amelia was there. A man in black had her, one arm wrapped tightly around her throat, the other holding a knife to her stomach. Her eyes widened when she saw Troy. “Troy… I am sorry,” she muttered. The man tightened his grip and uttered; “One more step, and s
CHAPTER 256
Troy and Ethan sat in the back of a black SUV, parked a block away from Arthur’s location. Ethan was scared out of his wits, his hands clenched. “I don’t like this,” Ethan muttered. Troy checked his watch, his expression unreadable. “Son, you don’t have to like it. You just have to follow my lead.” Ethan let out a sharp breath. “Arthur thinks I’m selling you out. What if he catches on that I am lying to him? He will kill me and you.” Troy finally turned to him, his gaze transfixed on him, he uttered; “Then we make sure he doesn’t walk away out of this place tonight.” Ethan swallowed hard, he had always seen Troy as the controlled, sophisticated filmmaker, but now? Now, he was looking at a man who had been in the shadows, in the dark before, a man who knew exactly how to handle threats or who used to give one in the past. Troy’s phone buzzed and it was a message from Author. ‘Warehouse. 30 minutes. Come alone.’ Ethan’s stomach twisted. “It’s a setup, Troy.” Troy smirked
CHAPTER 255
Troy was in his office when his phone rang. He answered without hesitation. “Ethan?” “We need to talk.” Ethan uttered immediately. Sensing the discomfort and unease in his voice, Troy straightened up and asked; “What’s wrong?” There was a long pause like he was trying to find the courage to speak, then Ethan finally spoke, his voice low and tensed. “It’s Arthur, he is coming for you.” Troy’s blood went cold. Ethan continued. “He wants me to set you up. If I don’t, he’s threatening Amelia.” There was silence. Then, Troy’s voice dropped to something dangerous; “Where is he?” Ethan exhaled shakily. “Troy, you don’t understand. Arthur isn’t just some con man. He’s dangerous. He has people. He won’t stop until…” Troy cut him off. “I don’t care who he has.” His voice was deadly calm. “No one threatens my family.” Ethan hesitated. “So… what do we do?” Troy leaned back, his mind racing. Then, for the first time, he spoke words Ethan never expected to hear. “We set him up firs
