Hired a Gigolo Got a Billionaire (Zoey and Christian) novel Chapter 503

Chapter 503

Christian’s POV

I hung up the phone and set it down on the table harder than I meant to. I dragged a hand over my face, feeling the exhaustion of the past few hours sitting heavy in every muscle.

We were in our apartment in Belmonte. We’d come as soon as we heard about Aurora’s birth, wanting to be close to Marcus and Madeline. Now, staring out at the city lights through the window, I regretted not insisting we stay at the hospital with them.

Zoey was at my side immediately, her presence grounding even in the middle of all this chaos.

“So?” she asked, her voice low but tight with anticipation. “Did you get anything?”

I looked at her-my wife, the mother of my son, the person who always kept me anchored when everything threatened to fall apart.

“The Valentian police are on it,” I said, forcing my voice to stay steady and professional, even with the knot of worry twisting in my gut. “Interpol too. Aurora is an Valentian citizen, so the consulate is pushing hard. And best of all… they’re working with the uncorrupted arm of the Verdanian police. People we can actually trust.”

I sighed and rubbed my tired eyes.

“Dominic went too far this time,” I continued, and there was a dark satisfaction in saying it. “Kidnapping a newborn. International abduction. There’s no way out for him now. He screwed up. This time, we know

exactly who we can rely on.”

Zoey stepped closer, her hands settling on my shoulders, slowly working out the knots of tension in my neck. I closed my eyes for a moment, letting myself sink into the comfort of her touch.

“Madeline must be losing her mind,” Zoey said softly, pain threading through her voice. “I wish I could do something for her. I wish… I understand, at least a little, what it’s like to be a mother who can’t protect her

child.”

I turned to look at her, catching the shadow in her eyes. What we’d gone through when Matt was born

had been far more than “a little.”

I took her hand, stroking it gently.

“We’re going to get Aurora back,” I said firmly. “As long as Madeline and Marcus keep their heads and don’t do something stupid, everything will be fine. The police are on it. We have resources. We have

connections. We’ll find her.”

Zoey nodded-but before she could reply, a sharp beep cut through the room.

I spun toward the sound, my heart jumping. That noise… I knew that noise.

I rushed to the open laptop on the table, clicking quickly into the program that had triggered the alert.

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The screen shifted, showing a map. A blinking red dot.

Marcus’s car tracker.

“What is it?” Zoey asked, coming closer to see the screen.

I zoomed in on the map, locking onto the location. Far from the city. Rural. Isolated.

“Marcus is doing something stupid,” I muttered, already reaching for my phone.

Marcus had asked me to wait half an hour before taking any action. Said he needed that time, that maybe he could handle things, that he didn’t want to involve anyone else until he was sure.

Yeah. No chance.

I started making calls immediately. First to the police contact the consulate had given me-someone solid, someone not in Dominic’s pocket. Then to the private security team Kensington kept precisely for situations like this. And finally, to emergency medical services.

I wasn’t waiting. I wasn’t taking risks. My cousin was out there somewhere, in the middle of nowhere, probably walking straight into a trap. And I was getting him out.

Ten minutes.

That’s all it took to set everything in motion. Ten minutes of rapid calls, coordinates exchanged, clear instructions given.

I grabbed my car keys and my jacket, already heading for the door.

“Christian,” Zoey called out. When I turned back, she was standing there with Matt in her arms, awake now, stirred by the movement and the raised voices. “Don’t do anything stupid either, okay? You have a family. You have a son. Come back to us.”

I walked back to her, kissing her forehead, then Matt’s.

“It’s easier to think rationally when you’re not right in the middle of it,” I said honestly. “Marcus and Madeline aren’t. They’re in the eye of the storm, blinded by emotion. But me? I know exactly what I’m doing.”

I kissed her one last time, memorizing the taste, the smell, the feel of her. Just in case. Just to be safe.

“I love you,” I whispered against her lips.

“I love you too,” she replied. “Now go. Bring them back.”

I left the apartment and stepped into the elevator, my fingers drumming impatiently against my thigh as

it descended. Every second stretched endlessly. Marcus was out there. I had to get to him.

My car was in the underground garage. I got in and pulled out fast, the GPS already set to the coordinates coming from the tracker.

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I checked the rearview mirror and saw the lights.

Police. An ambulance.

Following me silently-no sirens, no flashing lights. They didn’t want to warn anyone they were coming. Surprise was on our side.

Good.

I drove fast but controlled, eyes locked on the road, my mind racing through every possible scenario. What had Marcus found out there? Why had he activated the tracker? Was he in danger? Was Madeline with him?

And Aurora-where the hell was Aurora?

The questions piled up without answers, feeding the anxiety tightening in my chest.

Forty minutes. That’s how long it took to reach the area marked on the GPS. Rural. Dark. Just a few scattered buildings, most of them looking abandoned.

And then I saw Marcus’s car.

Parked in front of a rundown warehouse.

My chest tightened. Something was very wrong.

I stopped at a safe distance. The police vehicles pulled in behind me. Uniformed officers jumped out quickly, weapons drawn, taking positions.

The commanding officer-a middle-aged man with sharp, assessing eyes-approached my window.

“We’ll hold here,” he said. “We’re going to secure the perimeter first, check for threats. Once we signal that it’s clear, you can go in.”

I wanted to argue. But I knew he was right. I knew I had to let the professionals do their job.

So I nodded and stepped out of the car, staying back as the team moved with military efficiency, surrounding the warehouse, checking doors and windows.

Five minutes that felt like five hours.

Finally, the commander waved me over.

“Area’s clear,” he said. “But… sir… you might not want to see this.”

The way he said it made my blood run cold.

I ran for the warehouse entrance, pushing past the officers stationed outside. The door was open, creaking softly in the wind.

I went in.

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And I saw.

The world stopped.

Marcus.

Lying on the concrete floor. Motionless.

My heart stopped for a full second. Literally stopped-then slammed back into motion, racing so fast it

hurt.

“Fuck, cousin,” I whispered, my legs carrying me toward him before my brain could even catch up.

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