The Billionaire's secret heir
Five years ago, Sienna Blake had a whirlwind romance with Damian Cavendish, a ruthless billionaire known for his cold heart and untouchable power. But when she discovered she was pregnant, she left without a word, knowing he would never choose love over his empire.
Now, fate throws them together again when Sienna is hired as the interior designer for Damian’s newest luxury hotel. She does everything to keep their son a secret—until Damian discovers the truth.
Betrayed and furious, Damian demands full custody. But as they are forced to spend time together, sparks fly once again. Old wounds resurface, and Damian begins to wonder: did he make the biggest mistake of his life by letting Sienna go?
When an unexpected enemy threatens their future, they must decide—can they trust each other again, or will their past destroy them for good?
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Chapter: Chapter 127: The Shadow In The Blood The storm broke just after midnight.Wind slammed against the compound windows as if trying to claw its way inside, and the entire building hummed with a restless kind of tension. Sienna felt it before she even stepped fully into the corridor—a strange vibration in her bones, a heaviness in the air like the moment before lightning splits the sky.Julian was asleep in her arms, but light sleep. His breathing had changed recently. Softer. Too soft.She kept walking toward the medical wing, her pulse tripping over itself. Luka had insisted on running another scan—just routine, he’d said—but nothing about this night felt routine.When she entered, Luka was already there, pacing back and forth. His hair was a mess, his eyes bloodshot from hours without rest.“You’re late,” he said, though there was no anger in it—only fear pretending to be control.“I came as fast as I could,” Sienna whispered. “He finally dozed off. What’s going on?”Luka swallowed. “I think… Julian’s implant is evolving.
Last Updated: 2025-12-02
Chapter: Chapter 126: The Man Who Knew Too MuchThe rain had already started by the time Damian stepped out of the armored SUV. A thin mist rolled across the abandoned harbor, swallowing the outlines of rusted containers and drowning the world in a cold, metallic silence.He scanned the shadows.Somewhere here—if Echo hadn’t deceived them—was the man who could destroy The Dominion’s entire second phase.Or the man who could kill them where they stood.Mia checked her wristband, its pale blue glow reflecting on her cheek. “The coordinates match,” she murmured. “He should be inside Warehouse 19.” She paused. “But something feels off.”Cole snorted. “When does it not?”Damian didn’t answer. He couldn’t. A heaviness had settled across his shoulders since the failed Zurich attack, and it hadn’t left him for a second. Every breath he took felt like he was dragging the weight of a collapsing world into his lungs.And beneath all that, deeper, sharper—the knowledge that Julian’s life now hung on threads none of them could see.“Let’s move,
Last Updated: 2025-12-02
Chapter: Chapter 125: The Silent Lockdown Damian had been in dozens of war rooms, but none had ever made his bloodstream freeze the way this one did. The air inside the command center felt thick, almost metallic, vibrating faintly—as if the building itself knew something was coming.Mia stood at the center console, fingers flying over the holographic interface. Strings of code streamed down the transparent screens like falling rain.“They’ve gone dark,” she muttered. “Zurich node is sealed. Lagos is sealed. Tokyo… sealed. All five hubs have locked their systems simultaneously.”Damian swore under his breath. “They’re anticipating our next strike.”“No,” Mia said, shaking her head. “This isn’t anticipation. This is orchestration. Someone triggered a synchronized lockdown from the inside.”Luka lifted his head from the secondary monitor. His voice was faint. “That means they’ve advanced to Phase Two.”Sienna, cradling Julian protectively at her side, tensed. “Which is?”He hesitated…but only for a moment.“Neural awakening,” Lu
Last Updated: 2025-12-02
Chapter: Chapter 124: The Doctor In The Dark The narrow hallway leading into the lower chambers of the Zurich node felt colder than the rest of the facility. Not physically—something deeper, something Sienna could feel crawling under her skin like a warning whispered from the walls.Damian sensed it too.He slowed his pace, lifted a fist, and signaled the team behind him to halt. The rhythmic hum of servers faded as they stepped into an eerily silent corridor lined with reinforced steel doors.Mia checked her scanner. “This area isn’t on the blueprint Echo sent. It looks… newly constructed.”Cole eyed the sealed doors. “Whatever they’re keeping here, they didn’t want anyone knowing about it.”Damian didn’t answer. He was staring at the last door on the left—its biometric pad flickering with faint red light. Something about it tugged at him, something almost… familiar.“Julian.” Sienna’s voice trembled as the realization struck her. “This looks like the medical containment wings they used when he was a baby.”Damian’s jaw locked.
Last Updated: 2025-12-02
Chapter: Chapter 123: Tracks Of The Black WolfDamian had a way of narrowing the world down to a single, lethal center. Right now that center was a black wolf stamped into mud, rimed with dirt and oil, pressed into the trail left by a van that had taken his son away.The mark had been small—an emblem on a bumper—but it had the kind of history that did not fade. Kenneth had inched forward and traced it with one shaking finger as if touching it could stitch sense back into the chaos.“It’s a sigil,” Kenneth said again, his voice thin. “Not Dominion. Not Elias’s usual. This one… my grandfather used to say it in warnings. The Wolf with the crown.”For a second Damian could not breathe. The name that followed the image—the Black Wolf—was not rumor. It was memory carved into family bones. A faction his grandfather had walled off and buried when he tried to drag the Cavendish name into daylight. Men with teeth and temper and old grudges. Men who had refused to die.“Who runs them now?” Sienna asked, though she already knew the answer she
Last Updated: 2025-12-02
Chapter: Chapter 122: The Window Left Open Damian didn’t remember dropping the glove.He didn’t remember crossing the room either.All he knew was that one moment he was staring at the empty window, and the next he was vaulting over the balcony railing, hitting the ground below hard enough to send shockwaves up his legs. Pain didn’t register. Nothing did.Only one thought drummed through him:Julian. Where is my son?Behind him, Sienna’s scream tore through the air.“DAMIAN, WAIT!”But he was already moving — sprinting toward the treeline behind the house, scanning every shadow, every broken branch, every disturbance in the dew-covered grass. The earth was too quiet. Too undisturbed. Too deliberate.This wasn’t rushed.This was planned.A cold sweat broke across his back.Sienna stumbled outside moments later, barefoot, breath uneven, eyes wild. She grabbed his arm so hard her nails dug into his skin.“Damian—say something. Tell me he’s outside. Tell me he’s hiding. Tell me—”Her voice cracked.Damian forced himself to breathe
Last Updated: 2025-12-02
Married To My Enemy's Son
Selina Okoye lost everything when her father was falsely accused of fraud by Raymond Bellington—the powerful CEO of Bellington Holdings. The scandal sent her family into ruins and took her father’s life.
Years later, Selina is forced into a strategic marriage to Adrian Bellington, Raymond’s only son and heir to the same empire that destroyed her family. Cold, calculated, and quietly noble, Adrian agrees to the union for his own reasons—an inheritance clause that demands he marries before taking over the company.
Determined to never forgive the Bellingtons, Selina plans to endure the marriage for the sake of her family’s survival and leave when the time is right.
But Adrian is nothing like his father. And as cracks form in her hate, feelings she thought were impossible begin to grow.
Just when trust begins to bloom, Selina uncovers a dark family secret—one that threatens to break everything they’ve started to build.
Can two enemies-turned-strangers find love in a marriage built on pain? Or will the past destroy their future before it even begins?
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Chapter: Chapter 22: Two Married Enemy Amira didn’t know what was worse—the venom in Vanessa’s eyes or the chill in Nolan’s silence.They had returned from the Maldives, the engagement making headlines, yet the moment their private jet touched down, reality shattered the illusion. Amira sat stiffly in the back of the car while Nolan scrolled through something on his phone. No words. No warmth.He hadn’t touched her since the proposal.“I thought you meant it,” she finally said, voice low but steady.Nolan didn’t look up. “I meant every word.”“Then why are we back to this? Why are you looking at me like I’m the enemy?”He turned to her, eyes blank. “Because you married one.”The words sliced through her.“You really believe I married Ray to hurt you?”“I believe you married him while carrying my child. You let another man raise Caleb.”“That wasn’t my plan,” she snapped, pain rising. “You walked away. You disappeared. And when I tried to find you, you were nowhere!”“I was dealing with a collapsing empire! My father’s mess
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Chapter: Chapter 21: Echoes of ControlThe ping had changed everything.It was a low-frequency signal that repeated every seventeen minutes. Faint, steady, and utterly alien.Adrian and Lena spent hours decoding its rhythm. Eve just sat there, eyes closed, like she could hear it in her bloodstream."It’s not from Earth," Lena confirmed. "We triangulated it. It’s coming from a satellite we never launched."Adrian turned to Eve. "You said they’re not human. Is this... them?"Eve nodded, but her voice was fragile. "Third wave. Not clones. Not soldiers. Not even artificial.""Then what?"She looked up, and for a moment, I could swear her pupils shimmered. "They’re the architects."We couldn’t run. Not anymore. If Lucien had been a storm, and Kael the wildfire, then this... this was tectonic. The kind of shift that didn’t just destroy cities—it erased timelines."We need to know who they are," Adrian said, pacing. "What they want.""And how far they’ve infiltrated," Wren added. "Because if Eve’s visions are true... they’ve alre
Last Updated: 2025-04-21
Chapter: Chapter 20: Signal to the Unknown The room was silent, the kind of silence that doesn’t just fill a space but crawls under your skin. The signal from space was still echoing on our monitors—an endless loop of encrypted pulses. We stared at it, not sure if we were hearing the future or our doom knocking.“They’re not human,” Eve had said.And after everything we’d seen, no one doubted her.Adrian leaned forward, studying the frequency. “This isn’t random. It’s patterned. Structured.”“Like language?” Wren asked.“Like mathematics,” Lena replied. “Which means it’s intelligent.”My heart pounded. “Are we talking aliens now?”Eve’s voice was calm. “They’re not from here. But they were invited.”Wren blinked. “Invited by who?”“Kael,” Eve whispered. “He’s not just building weapons. He’s building beacons.”The next 48 hours were a blur. Lena decoded parts of the signal. It wasn’t a message. It was a countdown.“Seventeen days,” she announced. “Seventeen days until… something arrives.”“From where?” Adrian asked.Lena pointe
Last Updated: 2025-04-21
Chapter: Chapter 19: The Tides of FireThe air in Berlin hadn’t returned to normal. It couldn’t. Not after Iceland.Even after Lucien’s death, none of us celebrated. His final words had been a curse, a prophecy wrapped in agony: *There are more. Seeds planted everywhere.*And that haunting truth followed us.Eve hadn’t spoken much since the Iceland incident. She ate, slept, stared. Her eyes glowed faintly in the dark, like they were recalibrating the world around her. Adrian watched her constantly, like he was waiting for her to glitch—like she might suddenly turn on us. I couldn’t blame him. I watched her too.But Eve didn’t falter.She drew pictures. Pages and pages of things she shouldn’t know. Maps of underground bases. Faces of people we’d never met. Chemical formulas. Frequencies.“What is this?” Wren asked, flipping through the stack.“Memories,” Eve answered, her voice small. “From the others.”“Others?”“Like me.”We quickly realized Lucien’s network was far bigger than we thought. He wasn’t working alone—he was p
Last Updated: 2025-04-21
Chapter: Chapter 18: Shadows in the WindThe air in Geneva was electric with tension. Eliza’s blood still lingered in Adrian’s mind, a phantom stain he couldn’t scrub off. We had lost our enemy—and with her, a key to understanding the deeper evil looming ahead. Her final words haunted us.“They’re coming… worse than me.”But who were they?Back in our temporary safe house, hidden deep in the Swiss Alps, Adrian paced the room like a caged animal. He hadn’t spoken much since the chapel. I gave him space—he wasn’t just grieving Eliza’s death; he was unraveling decades of buried pain.“She trained my mother,” he said finally, voice low. “All this time, I thought I knew who she was.”“You’re not your mother,” I said softly. “And you’re not Eliza’s puppet.”He nodded but didn’t meet my eyes.We didn’t get to mourn long. Less than 48 hours later, Wren showed up with a satchel of encrypted files and a bruised lip. “We have a bigger problem,” she said without preamble.Adrian took the tablet from her and scrolled through the data. Hi
Last Updated: 2025-04-21
Chapter: Chapter 17: Married to My Enemy The moment the jet landed in Geneva, I knew peace was a mirage. Our brief taste of serenity had ended. The mission had changed, and so had we.Adrian squeezed my hand gently as we walked down the private terminal. “Are you sure about this?”“I’m not sure about anything anymore,” I whispered, “but we can’t keep running.”We were meeting a man named Dmitri Volkov, a name whispered in the dark corners of intelligence files. Ex-KGB. Arms broker. Occasional savior. Occasional traitor.“He won’t betray us,” Adrian said, sensing my unease. “He hates Vaughn more than we do.”“That’s a high bar.”We were led to a glass-walled room inside a private hotel suite. Dmitri stood by the window, looking every bit like a man who knew too much and trusted too little. He turned with a sharp grin.“Mr. and Mrs. Steele,” he said in his thick Russian accent. “Or should I say… agents reborn?”“Cut to the chase,” I said. “We need intel on Eliza Morden. The Mirror.”Dmitri poured three glasses of scotch and ha
Last Updated: 2025-04-21
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