MasukEVANSThe phone had been ringing long enough to become unbearable, a constant reminder of everything I was about to lose if I didn’t move.“Are you going to keep staring at it,” Mia said with the tone I knew too well, “or are you finally going to admit that you don’t actually have the courage to walk out on me?”“I don’t need courage to do what should have been done a long time ago,” I replied, lifting my gaze to hers, my tone steadier than I felt. “What I need is for you to stop standing in my way and let me leave without turning this into something worse than it already is.”“Worse?” she let out a quiet laugh, stepping closer instead of backing down. “You think this isn’t already as bad as it gets? You think you choosing her over me, after everything, is something that can still get worse?”“This isn’t about choosing her over you,” I said, shaking my head, even though I knew she wouldn’t accept that answer. “This is about me choosing my child, choosing to be present, choosing not
EVANS I should have left ten minutes after the announcement. Hell, maybe the moment my phone lit up with that message. Marisol had the baby. She had a baby girl. The words hadn’t stopped echoing in my head since. And yet, I was still here. Mia didn’t loosen her grip on my shirt. “Mia,” I said, already moving toward the door, already knowing it wasn’t going to be that simple. “I have to go.” Her fingers caught my shirt before I could take another step. I shut my eyes for a second, exhaling slowly. “Don’t do this.” “Don’t do what?” she asked, her grip tightening. “Stop you from walking out on me like I’m nothing?” “That’s not what I’m doing.” “It looks exactly like that.” I pulled back slightly, but she didn’t let go. Of course she didn’t, Mia never let go of anything once she decided it was hers. “I just got a message,” I said, forcing the words out evenly. “Marisol had the baby.” Anger spread across her face quickly. “And?” she asked. I stared at her, incred
NYLA “Doctor! Somebody please she just….she fainted!” The words came out of me louder than I expected, response stormed the hallway almost immediately, and within seconds, footsteps approached fast, voices overlapping, the soft but urgent efficiency of nurses who had done this a hundred times but still treated it like it mattered every single time. “Step back for me, please be careful with the baby,” Yes, I’ve got her.” Hands moved around us, one nurse easing Marisol back properly onto the bed while another guided my arms with gentleness so I didn’t jostle the small, warm weight I was still holding without fully understanding how I had ended up holding it. “I’ve got you,” Kael’s voice came low beside me. “I didn’t even—she just looked at me and then she fainted.” I stopped, because explaining it felt pointless when it had happened so fast. “You don’t need to explain anything right now,” he said quietly. “Just stay where you are, you’re fine.” “I’m holding someone else
NYLA The doctor's words rang in my ears for a full three seconds before my brain caught up to them. "I'm sorry," I said. "Can you say that again?" The doctor smiled patiently. "You're pregnant, Miss Leclair. Approximately three weeks based on the results." I looked at the clipboard in her hands like it had personally decided to ambush me in the morning. "Three weeks," I repeated. "Give or take a few days." She looked between me and Kael. "I'll give you both a moment." She set some paperwork on the edge of the bed. "A nurse will come by shortly and we'll want to schedule a proper prenatal appointment as soon as possible." She paused at the door. "Congratulations to you both." The door closed. I stared at it with complete silence. Nobody spoke for a long moment. Then Kael said, "Nyla." "Give me one second, please." "Take as many as you need." I sat there and tried to find a single organized thought inside everything happening in my head. There were none. Just
NYLA The nausea hit without warning. "Kael." My voice came out wrong. "I feel sick." He was sitting up immediately. "Sick?" "Very." I pushed myself off the bed and my legs decided that was ambitious. "I need the bathroom." "Easy bumble." "I'm fine, I just need to....." My foot caught the edge of the rug and the floor came toward me faster than I could do anything about it. My hip hit hard, then my elbow, and then I made a sound on my way down to the floor. "Nyla." Kael was beside me before I'd processed that I was on the floor. "Don't move." "I'm fine, Kael." "You hit the floor. Stop moving." His hands were already checking, running carefully over my arm, my side, the back of my head. "Where does it hurt." "Everywhere." I tried to push myself up. "I've got you." He lifted me carefully and got me to the bathroom and I vomited twice while he crouched beside me and held my hair back without saying a single unnecessary word which was exactly what I needed. When it passed I
NYLA A moan slid past my lips as Kael's lips pressed into mine. I tried to get a grip on myself, but it was hard, and almost impossible at this point. His lips moved over mine, and when his teeth grazed my bottom lip before biting down hard to draw blood, I felt my knees buckle."Hey, are you sure you want this?" Kael asked with worry. I nodded subtle. "Yes, I just need a distraction, please.""Okay," We kissed again, softer, then it got more intense.“Easy.” He murmured against my mouth, his hand coming up to my waist to steady me. His fingers dug into my skin, lighting me up immediately and I wouldn't have wanted it any other way. He was being cocky, but I didn't care. Without thinking, I arched myself deeper into him, grinding my hips against his pelvis. “Yes, Nyla.” He hissed, his dick pressing against my thighs. “just like that.”“I can't take this anymore.” My hand went around his neck, before pulling at his scalp. “I want you,Kael. I want you now.” That must have lit up
MARISOLI stood in the living room long after Evans slammed the door, the echo of it still vibrating through my chest. I hated the way I always reacted. I felt small, trying to swallow the humiliation like it wasn’t choking me. My eyes burned, and I felt the first tear slip out before my mind even
NYLA My eyes fluttered open, the morning sun piercing into them and making me shut them close. I turned to get other side of the bed and Kael was asleep beside me. Then I remembered, I had asked him to stay as it was too late and also it wasn't like he would leave if I told him to. Not after what
KAELAs soon as I drove down a few houses down the street, I felt uneasy. I had this feeling that something was wrong or something bad was about to happen. I should have refused when she said she would be fine on her own. I couldn't ignore the gut feeling in my stomach, I turned the car around an
NYLA"Thanks," I whispered as Kael shut the door of the car behind me. I couldn't wrap my head around how despicable Marisol had become. Killing me wasn't enough for her, she had to go after my father, to prove a stupid point.I knew Marisol was evil but I never thought she could use a top assassi







