Love in the Lab

Choosing choices

Kylian's anger and frustration boiled over, and he couldn't take it anymore. He stood up abruptly, his chair scraping against the floor, and walked out of the mansion without a word. James followed close behind, asking "Kylian, where are you going?" but Kylian ignored him.

He strode to his car, his long legs eating up the distance, and got in, starting the engine with a roar. James jumped in beside him, concern etched on his face. "Kylian, what's going on? You're scaring me."

Kylian's jaw was clenched, his eyes blazing with fury. He didn't respond, his focus fixed on the road ahead. He sped to his father's company, his anger building with every mile.

When they arrived, Kylian stormed out of the car and into the building, his strides long and purposeful. The employees parted like a sea, greeting him with polite smiles and nods, but Kylian barely noticed. His eyes were fixed on the elevator, his destination clear.

He stepped inside, his fists clenched, and pressed the button for his father's office. The doors closed behind him, and he was alone, his rage and determination building with every passing second. He was going to confront his father, once and for all. Little did he know, his father was waiting for him, with secrets and lies at the ready.

Kylian stormed into his father's office, his anger palpable. "Where is she?" he demanded, his voice low and menacing.

Jeremiah, his father, looked up from his desk, a cold smile spreading across his face. "Ah, Kylian. I've been expecting you."

"Where is Alia?" Kylian repeated, his fists clenched at his sides.

Jeremiah leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers together. "Ah, Alia. She's safe, for now. But you'll never see her again unless you do as I say."

Kylian's eyes blazed with fury. "What do you want from me?"

"You know exactly what I want," Jeremiah sneered. "You'll marry Emily, and only then will I reveal Alia's whereabouts. Refuse, and... well, let's just say you won't be seeing Alia again anytime soon."

Kylian's face twisted in rage. "You're using her as leverage? You're disgusting!"

Jeremiah shrugged. "I'll do whatever it takes to ensure our family's legacy. And if that means using Alia to control you, then so be it."

Kylian's anger boiled over, and he slammed his fist on the desk. "I'll never marry Emily! And I'll find Alia, no matter what you do!"

Jeremiah's smile grew wider. "We'll see about that, son. We'll see about that."

Kylian's father took his phone and dialed a number, his eyes never leaving Kylian's face. Kylian slumped over the table, his anger and frustration boiling over. "Father, stop! Listen to me!" he shouted, but his father ignored him.

After finishing the call, Jeremiah opened the laptop and turned it towards Kylian. The screen flickered to life, revealing a shocking sight. Alia, blindfolded and helpless, was tied to a chair, a knife pressed to her neck by masked gang members. Kylian's eyes widened in horror, his mind racing with fear and desperation.

"Father, no! Please don't hurt her!" Kylian pleaded, his voice shaking with emotion.

Jeremiah's expression was cold and calculating. "I'm your father, Kylian. I love you, Emma, and Sophia. I want what's best for you. But Alia... she's just a random girl. If you want her to be safe, you'll marry Emily right now."

Kylian's eyes never left Alia's face on the screen, his heart heavy with the weight of his decision. He knew he was trapped, forced to choose between his love for Alia and his family's twisted demands.