Before Zain could respond, Bryden, who had been silently fuming, interjected. “Grandfather, I understand your kind intentions, but even if it turns out that Aiden is indeed a Romanov, he wouldn’t even know our business establishments, let alone be able to manage them successfully. You should reconsider your decision.” Lorenzo’s voice was firm. “I have made my decision, Bryden. There will be no changing it, especially as I look forward to retiring soon.” The room fell silent, waiting to see if anyone else would speak up. No one did. Lorenzo nodded, satisfied, and adjourned the meeting. He motioned for Aiden to follow him, and they, along with a few guards, headed to his office. As they walked through the opulent halls, Lorenzo glanced at Aiden. “You handled that well, Aiden. I know it wasn’t easy.” “Thank you, Grandfather. I have to admit, I was nervous,” Aiden replied, still reeling from the confrontation. “That’s understandable,” Lorenzo said as they entered his office. “But you
After serving them, she stood by Mr. Kohler, who turned to Lorenzo with a proud smile. “Lorenzo, introduce me to this young man.” Lorenzo patted Aiden’s shoulder. “Adam, this is my grandson, Aiden Romanov. After years of searching, I’ve finally found him.” Kohler beamed at Aiden. “Aiden, welcome. I can already tell from your height and looks that you’re a Romanov. Congratulations on finding your way back.” “Thank you, Mr. Kohler,” Aiden replied, shaking his hand. Kohler then turned to the young lady. “And this is my granddaughter, Silvana Kohler. She’s just back from her studies abroad.” Silvana gave Aiden a warm smile. “It’s nice to meet you, Aiden. We should catch up sometime.” Lorenzo nodded approvingly. “Yes, you two should get to know each other.” After a brief conversation, Lorenzo decided it was time to leave. Aiden cast one last look at Silvana before exiting. She had a captivating presence that lingered in his mind. Upon returning home, Aiden escorted his grandfather
By morning, Lorenzo wasted no time, instructing his office to send out emails to every board member and management staff. Each email carried a duplicate of the test result and an invitation to a grand welcome dinner in honor of Aiden and Zia. Lorenzo also extended the invitations to his numerous business partners, ensuring the event would be nothing short of spectacular. Later that evening, he called Aiden into his study, a hint of excitement in his voice. “I’ve organized a dinner scheduled for Friday evening to formally introduce you and Zia to the family and our business associates.” Aiden nodded, feeling a mix of anticipation and nervousness. “Thank you, Grandfather. I appreciate everything you’re doing.” Lorenzo smiled warmly. “This is your rightful place, Aiden. It’s time everyone recognizes it.” Friday had fast arrived, and throughout the day, preparations for the dinner were in full swing and Lorenzo advised that Aiden excuse himself from work in order to be well-rested fo
Aiden laughed along with the others at the unplanned chorus. Ashley, exerting her influence as the older sister, gently nudged Silvana aside. “I’m the older one, I get to tuck her in,” she insisted with a playful grin.Silvana pouted momentarily, but then smiled, conceding defeat. “Fine, but next time it’s my turn.”As Ashley scooped up Zia, the maids who had been standing at a respectful distance followed them inside. Aiden watched as Zia snuggled into Ashley’s shoulder, her tiny arms wrapping around her neck. The sight filled him with a sense of peace and belonging.Left with Silvana and some guards who remained at a distance, Aiden decided it was time for a more serious conversation. “Silvana,” he began, “I’m certain we’ve met before I arrived at your grandfather’s house.”Silvana’s eyes twinkled with mischief as she tried to deny it. “Oh, really? I don’t think so.”Aiden smiled, not ready to relent. “You can’t fool me. I know it was you who brought the medication for Zia. I recogn
Aiden gave his guards a reassuring nod. “I’ll be back shortly,” he said, walking away from the bustling crowd.Inside the restroom, he felt a strange dizziness take hold. Before he could gather his thoughts, Massimo appeared from the shadows. His eyes were wild with rage as he lunged at Aiden, punching him relentlessly. Aiden tried to fight back, but his strength was sapped by whatever was in his drink. Massimo left him bleeding on the floor, slipping out the back door unnoticed.When Aiden didn’t return after a considerable time, his chief guard grew concerned. Ignoring Zain’s earlier dismissal, he went to check on him. He found Aiden crumpled on the floor, barely conscious and covered in blood.“Get help!” he shouted, lifting Aiden gently. Aiden remembered flashes of light and the sound of urgent voices before everything went dark.He was rushed home, slipping into unconsciousness for days. During this time, Uncle Zain saw an opportunity to take control. He convened a meeting with t
Aiden's heart raced. “Are you saying he might have been responsible?”Jasper shook his head. “Not directly, but he was connected to the engineer who was supposed to oversee the final checks. That engineer disappeared shortly after the crash.”Silvana gasped. “This is huge, Aiden. What are you going to do?”“I need to confront Mark,” he said, determination hardening his resolve. “He has answers, and I’m going to get them.”Two months had passed since the attack, and Aiden had fully recovered. Life had resumed its frenetic pace, with meetings, reports, and countless responsibilities. Yet, one thought constantly gnawed at him: finding the truth about his parents’ crash.One evening, he was going through old records in his study when his phone rang. It was his private investigator, Jasper.“I’m still looking into Mark’s connections, Aiden, but there’s nothing concrete yet. He’s good at covering his tracks.”Frustration bubbled up inside him. “Keep digging, Jasper. There has to be somethin
The intel Jasper gathered was as clear as it was distressing: Zia had been moved out of the country. The urgency of the situation demanded swift action, so Aiden decided to utilize the family’s private jet for the operation. Silvana, who had been his steadfast companion through this ordeal, insisted on joining the rescue mission. “Aiden, I’m coming with you. You need all the support you can get,” Silvana said, her eyes blazing with determination. “No, Silvana,” he replied, trying to keep his voice firm despite the turmoil inside. “It’s too dangerous. If anything happened to you, I wouldn’t be able to bear it.” She grabbed his arm, her grip surprisingly strong. “Aiden, I’m not a helpless damsel. I can help. I want to help.” He looked at her, the worry etched into her features, but he shook his head. “Please, Silvana. I need you safe. If something happens to me, you need to be here to look after Zia when we bring her back.” She reluctantly agreed, her eyes glistening with unshed te
“We’ll find them, Grandfather,” she said with unwavering determination. “I know we will.” Her resolve was a beacon of hope, even in the darkest moments. And it was that hope that kept everyone going. On the island, their situation was growing dire. Food was scarce, and the constant threat of the elements wore them down. But giving up wasn’t an option. “We have to keep going,” Aiden told Jasper one evening as they huddled around a makeshift fire. “Zia’s counting on us.” Jasper nodded, his face gaunt and tired but resolute. “We’ll make it, Aiden. We have to.” Finally, after what felt like an eternity, a plane appeared on the horizon. The signal fire had been spotted. Rescue was imminent. As the rescue team arrived, relief washed over Aiden. They were saved. But the ordeal wasn’t over yet. They still had to find Zia. Back home, the news of their survival spread quickly. Silvana was the first to reach Aiden, tears streaming down her face. “Aiden! Thank God you’re safe!” she cried,
Aiden turned to Silvana, who was watching with a soft smile. "And for you," he said, walking over to her and enveloping her in a warm hug. Silvana teased him, her eyes twinkling. "I hope you brought me cookies too, or I might just cry." Aiden laughed, pulling out a bag of freshly extracted fruit juices and some snacks. "I’ve got something even better." Silvana's smile widened as she took the bag. "Good for you," she said, playfully nudging him. "You know how to keep a girl happy." They all laughed together, the tension of the past few days momentarily forgotten. They headed inside, the mansion's grandeur welcoming them as they settled in for dinner. The dining room was warm and enchanting, with soft candlelight and the rich aroma of roasted vegetables and seasoned meats. The long, elegant table was adorned with their favorite dishes, carefully prepared to bring comfort. As they sat down, Zia’s face was alight with excitement. "Daddy, guess what happened at school today!" Zia's v
As the call disconnected, Aiden felt the familiar pressure of stress weighing heavily on his mind. He pushed himself up from his chair, hoping that a brief break might help clear his thoughts. He walked purposefully out of his office and onto the balcony, his steps echoing lightly on the polished floor.The office balcony offered a stunning view of the city, a mosaic of lights and movement. Aiden inhaled deeply, the crisp air filling his lungs. The architectural beauty of the building he was in, with its intricate designs and modern touches, was a small solace amidst the turmoil of the past days.He gazed out at the sprawling cityscape, taking in the bustling streets below and the towering skyscrapers that reached for the sky. The fresh air and the scenic view provided a momentary escape from the chaos that had surrounded him. He allowed himself a few moments of peace, letting the calmness wash over him.After a while, Aiden turned to head back inside, but something caught his eye. A
Zain’s face twisted with frustration. “please do, thank you. I’ll have to find other ways too. I can’t just let him rot in jail.”“Do what you must Zain. At this point, anything is better than nothing. I’ll take my leave now.”Both men shared a handshake, and Zain watched the Lawyer head for the door.Zain reached for his phone, his hand trembling slightly with a mix of anger and desperation. It was time to pull every string he had.Zain dialed the number of his old friend, Senator Marshall, a man with considerable influence. The phone rang twice before a smooth, familiar voice answered.“Marshall speaking.”“Senator, it’s Zain Romanov. I need a favor,” Zain began, trying to keep his voice steady.“Zain, it’s been a while. What can I do for you?” Marshall’s tone was friendly, but Zain could sense the underlying caution.“My son, Bryden, has been arrested. I need you to use your influence to get him out. The situation looks bad, but I know you can help.”There was a long pause on the o
For a moment, there was only the sound of their heavy breathing, the aftermath of their heated encounter settling around them. Aiden’s mind slowly began to clear, the weight of what had just happened pressing down on him.Amelia, sensing his return to reality, pressed a soft kiss to his lips. “See?” she whispered. “You still want me, Aiden, you always have, and I do too. You know how to make my body tremble right at your feet.”Aiden’s heart ached with conflicting emotions. He knew he had betrayed Silvana whom he truly loved, and yet he couldn’t deny the powerful pull Amelia still had over him. His mind was a maelstrom of guilt and desire, leaving him adrift in a sea of confusion.Amelia’s voice broke through his thoughts, a seductive promise in her tone. “You don’t have to choose, Aiden. We can keep this between us. No one has to know.”Aiden was not planning on telling anyone, especially as it could hurt Silvana so much. He knew he had done wrong, but he could not deny that his body
“We were married for five years, Aiden,” she murmured, leaning closer, her breath warm against his ear. “You just met Silvana. She can’t possibly know you the way I do. I know you love exploring my body, you love it when you bend me over, or have my legs hung on your shoulders.”Aiden’s resolve was crumbling, piece by piece, under the weight of her words and the relentless onslaught of desire. For as long as he could remember, for the past five years of his life as husband to Amelia, there was no day he did not worship her body. He had never seen a woman as beautiful as she was until he met her. How could he forget all the things she made him love when they made love or had random sex, especially during her pregnancy with Zia.Aiden could not deny it, Amelia had a body he had known too well. The curves, the bends, everything. It was for this reason it killed him more than treating him like trash when she went around sleeping with anyone who wasn’t him. She knew how to make him beg he
“Amelia, please stop,” he said, his voice strained. She ignored him, her movements growing more frantic. “I can’t... I can’t do this alone,” she cried. “I need... I need...” Aiden moved closer, his heart pounding. He wanted to comfort her, to help her, but he was torn between his love for Silvana and his desire to alleviate her suffering. “Amelia, let me help you.” Her eyes locked onto his, filled with a mixture of desperation and hope. “You can’t help me, Aiden. Not in the way I need.” Aiden reached out, his hand trembling, and gently took her hand in his. “I can try. Please, let me try.” Amelia’s body shook with sobs as she leaned into him. Aiden had plans only on holding her close and comforting her that way, but before he knew it, his tongue was in her mouth, searching it’s depth. As his hand rested in between her legs, it dawned on Aiden that he was about to do more than he should have. He knew he no longer loved Amelia as much as he did some years back, not with Silvana i
“Mr. Romanov, we have a warrant to bring Bryden in for questioning regarding his possible involvement in Daniel’s death,” one of the officers stated, handing Zain the official document.Zain’s face flushed with anger. “This is preposterous! My son has nothing to do with any of this. I will not allow you to take him.”“Sir, we are just doing our job. Please do not obstruct justice,” the other officer replied calmly, unperturbed by Zain’s outburst.Realizing that his influence was failing to sway the officers, Zain watched helplessly as they proceeded to handcuff Bryden and escort him out of the mansion. Bryden’s expression was a mix of fear and resignation as he was led away.Once the officers were out of sight, Zain hurriedly pulled out his phone and called his lawyer, pacing the length of the living room. “This is unacceptable. Bryden has been arrested. I need you to do whatever it takes to get him out,” he barked into the phone.After ending the call with his lawyer, Zain dialed Pat
Sam scribbled down notes, his mind piecing together the events. “Mr. Benson, a person was murdered, and your car was seen near the scene. We’re trying to find the culprit, and it seems your car might be involved.”Carl’s eyes widened. “Murdered? My God... I had no idea.”Sam leaned forward, his tone reassuring. “Don’t worry. As long as you cooperate, you’ll be fine. Do you remember anything else? Anything that might help us identify this man?”Carl seemed to hesitate, then his eyes lit up with a sudden recollection. “Wait, there is something. When he tried to grab my car keys, we struggled a bit. I managed to hit him on his left arm, and he winced in pain. It looked like he had a pretty bad wound there.”Sam noted this down with keen interest. “That’s very helpful, Mr. Benson. Thank you. If you think of anything else, no matter how small, please let me know.”Carl nodded, looking relieved to have contributed something useful. “I will, Mr. Larson. I just hope they catch whoever did thi
“I saw the email come in,” Sam replied. “I was about to call you, actually. We’ve managed to trace the engineer who disappeared after your parents’ crash. He’s been living in the Caribbean under a new identity.”Aiden’s pulse quickened. “Are you sure it’s him?”“Positive. We’ve verified his identity through multiple sources. I wanted to confirm with you before involving the local authorities.”“Do it,” Aiden said decisively. “And also run a check on the plate number from the footage. We need to know who owns that car.”“On it,” Sam replied, his tone crisp with determination.The next day, Aiden’s phone buzzed early in the morning. It was Sam, and his voice carried a note of urgency.“Aiden, we’ve got him. The engineer, Dan, has been arrested and is currently in custody.”“That’s great news,” Aiden said, feeling a mix of relief and tension. “What about the interrogation?”“It’s just started. I’ll keep you updated,” Sam promised.Hours crawled by as Aiden paced his study, the weight of