Chapter 18: The Storm Breaks

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• PREGNANT and REJECTED by the BILLIONAIRE    Chapter 47: Cornered and Defiant

  Rhy's POV My world was collapsing, and I was suffocating under the weight of it. Sitting in my office, I stared at the stack of papers on my desk, lawsuits, government inquiries, financial reports showing my empire bleeding out. The warehouse fire had killed two workers, injured three, and now the feds were sniffing around, asking questions about arson, negligence, and my enemies. Ciara’s video, Lyra’s heartbreak, Finn’s absence, it all pressed down on me, a noose tightening around my neck. I was furious, heartbroken, and desperate, but I wasn’t done fighting. Don Salvatore was behind this, pulling strings with Ciara, and I was done running. It's time to face him.I clenched my fists, my hands shaking with rage. “No more,” I growled, my voice low. “You’re not taking my family or my legacy, you bastard.” I grabbed my phone, my heart pounding, and dialed his number. It rang once, and he picked up, his voice smooth and cold, like he had been expecting me.“Rhys,” he said, a smirk in h

• PREGNANT and REJECTED by the BILLIONAIRE    Chapter 46: Shadows and Choices

  Lyra's POV The past few days have been a blur of pain and confusion, like I’m trapped in a storm I can’t escape. That video of Rhys and Ciara haunts me, playing in my mind every time I close my eyes. I see them together, his hands on her, and it rips my heart open all over again. I’m traumatized, barely sleeping, my thoughts a tangled mess of love, betrayal, and fear. Finn’s smile keeps me going, but even that hurts, how do I protect him when I’m falling apart? And those threatening texts, I'm watching, make me jump at every shadow. I feel like I’m losing my mind, like I'm literally going crazy…..I needed someone to anchor me, so I called Calder while Finn napped. She answered, her voice warm but worried. “Lyra, you sound rough. What’s going on?”I sank onto my bed, tears already falling. “Calder, I’m a mess,” I said, my voice breaking. “I can’t stop thinking about Rhys, that video, Ciara. It’s killing me. And Finn… he’s happy here, but I’m scared. Someone’s watching us, I feel it.

• PREGNANT and REJECTED by the BILLIONAIRE    Chapter 45: The Mask Falls

  Ciara’s POVI lounged on my couch, a glass of wine in my hand, feeling like I was on top of the world. My plan was unfolding perfectly. Sending that video of me and Rhys to Lyra was my idea, and it had hit her hard, just like I wanted. I could imagine her crying, her heartbreaking, knowing Rhys had been with me. And the Don’s move? Burning one of Rhys’s warehouses, killing two workers, injuring three? Genius. Rhys was crumbling, his empire catching fire, and I was pulling the strings. He’d rejected me, called me poison, but now he will see what I was capable of.“Ciara, you’re glowing,” Ria said, sitting across from me, her eyes narrowing. “What made you so happy?”I smirked, sipping my wine. “Everything’s falling into place, Ria. Rhys is losing it, his family, his business. Lyra’s probably a mess after that video, and the Don just torched one of Rhys’s warehouses. He’s got nowhere to run.”Ria’s face paled, her voice tight. “Ciara, this is crazy. People died in that fire. You’re pla

• PREGNANT and REJECTED by the BILLIONAIRE    Chapter 44: A World on Fire

  Rhy's POV I slammed my fist on my desk, the sting barely registering over the rage and pain tearing through me like wildfire. Lyra’s words echoed in my head, each one a blade: You’ll never see Finn again in your miserable life. My chest ached, a mix of fury, sadness, and desperation. Finn, my little boy, gone. Lyra, the woman I loved, shutting me out forever. And that video of me with Ciara, God, what had I done? I have let loneliness make me weak, and now my family is slipping away. I won't let that happen. Not only that, but I Will do anything, anything, to get them back, even if it means flying to Miami and begging on my knees. “No way, Lyra,” I muttered, my voice shaking. “You’re not taking my son from me.” I grabbed my phone, my hands trembling with anger, and dialed Jake, my private investigator. He picked up fast, his voice gruff. “Rhys, what’s up?” “Jake, I need you to step it up,” I said, pacing my office. “Lyra’s in Miami with Finn, and she’s threatening to keep h

• PREGNANT and REJECTED by the BILLIONAIRE    Chapter 43: NO WAY BACK

  Lyra's POVI stumbled out of Chris’s house, my heart pounding, my lips still tingling from our kiss. The night air hit me like a slap, but it didn’t clear the chaos in my head. I’d almost let things go too far, again between us, looking like I'm beginning to fall for him. Guilt and anger burned inside me, mixing with the raw pain of that video of Rhys and Ciara. It played in my mind, over and over, each frame a fresh wound. I loved Rhys, but he betrayed me, and now I was betraying myself, falling for Chris’s warmth when I wasn’t ready. I ran to my car, slamming the door, and gripped the wheel, gasping for breath.“No, no, no,” I whispered, my chest heaving. My sobs came hard, choking me. “What am I doing?” I pressed my forehead to the steering wheel, tears streaming down my face. Rhys’s betrayal, Chris’s kiss, Finn’s safety, it was too much. I felt like I was drowning, my heart torn between love, hate, and fear.I started the car, my hands shaking, and drove toward Calder’s house, my

• PREGNANT and REJECTED by the BILLIONAIRE    Chapter 42: A broken heart

  Lyra's POVI sat on the floor of my office, my phone lying beside me, the video of Rhys and Ciara playing on repeat in my head. Each frame was a knife to my heart, Rhys’s hands on her, their bodies tangled, her smug smile, they were furking each other like a beast. I pressed my hands to my face, sobs tearing through me, raw and uncontrollable. I’d loved Rhys through his lies, his mistakes, but this? This was betrayal on a level I couldn’t process. My chest felt like it was caving in, my tears soaking the floor. I wanted to scream, to break something, but all I could do was cry, my body shaking with every sob.“Why, Rhys?” I whispered, my voice breaking. “Why her? Why Ciara, of all people?”The email’s words mocked me: You can’t run from the truth, Lyra. Whoever sent it, Ciara, Antonio, or someone worse, knew exactly how to shatter me. I ran to Miami to protect Finn, to start over, but the past kept clawing me back, each movement a razor to my chest. I hit play again, torturing mysel