Chapter 5 - One of My Three Children Was Missing—and Sebastian Realized the Enemy Had Been Planning This Since Before We MetThe house exploded into chaos.
Security officers searched every room.
Sebastian tore through the basement.
I screamed Noah's name.
Nothing.
Then I found his stuffed rabbit.
On the marble floor.
Beside the back entrance.
Sebastian picked it up.
His hands were shaking.
“They took him.”
I couldn't breathe.
“Owen?”
“With the security team.”
“Ivy?”
“Safe.”
“Noah.”
“I'll find him.”
“You better.”
Sebastian looked at me.
“I will.”
He turned to his men.
“Shut down every bridge.”
“Sir—”
“Every tunnel.”
His orders echoed through the building.
Then his phone rang.
He answered.
A distorted voice spoke.
“Bring Maya.”
Sebastian's face hardened.
“No.”
“You want your son alive?”
I grabbed his arm.
The voice continued.
“Meet us at the old train depot.”
The line went dead.
I looked at Sebastian.
“I'm going.”
“No.”
“He's my son.”
“And you're my wife.”
The word froze me.
We stared at each other.
“You haven't called me that in four years.”
“I never stopped.”
I swallowed.
Then we left.
At the depot, the rival syndicate was waiting.
But something was wrong.
Noah wasn't there.
Instead, there was a box.
Inside was the original marriage contract.
And a note.
YOU WERE NEVER SUPPOSED TO BE TOGETHER.
Sebastian stared at it.
“This isn't about Noah.”
“What is it?”
“Us.”
The rival boss stepped from the shadows.
He revealed that the Vale family had been fighting an internal civil war for decades.
Sebastian's grandfather believed the only way to preserve the family was to keep Sebastian unmarried.
But the rival faction believed something else.
They wanted the Vale bloodline.
They wanted the children.
All three.
And they had spent years building a plan to take them.
Noah was only the beginning.
Sebastian looked at me.
“We're leaving.”
“We don't have Noah.”
“We will.”
Before we could move, gunfire erupted.
Our security team attacked.
The rival men scattered.
Then I heard a child crying.
Noah.
He was trapped inside a vehicle.
I ran.
Sebastian reached him first.
He broke the window.
Noah fell into his arms.
“Daddy!”
Sebastian held him like he had been dying for four years.
Then the car exploded.
Sebastian threw himself over Noah.
I screamed.
When the smoke cleared, both were alive.
But Sebastian's shoulder was bleeding.
He looked at me.
“Take Noah.”
I hugged our son.
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For the first time, Sebastian wasn't protecting an empire.
He was protecting his family.
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