The jet exploded.
Someone had planted a bomb.
Someone knew exactly where we were.
And exactly where we planned to go.
The realization sent ice through my veins.
“We were supposed to be on that plane.”
I whispered.
Lucien’s jaw tightened.
“Yes.”
A terrifying silence filled the balcony.
Then—
“Everyone to the security room. Now.”
His voice turned cold.
Dangerously cold.
The Lucien Kingston who built an empire had returned.
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Within minutes, everyone had gathered downstairs.
Security screens covered every wall.
Damien was already barking orders into his phone.
“Lock down the estate.”
“No one enters or leaves.”
“Double all security rotations.”
Victor sat beside Evelyn, his expression grim.
Sebastian looked furious.
For once…
Everyone was on the same side.
Because some
