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Author: Rachel
last update publish date: 2026-09-15 15:05:11

"Make a wish and blow the candles," the butler said with a warm smile.

Cynthia looked at the cake again.

Her name was written across it, surrounded by small decorations. It was such a simple thing, yet somehow it touched a part of her that she hadn't expected.

She looked at Damien.

He was sitting quietly on the couch, watching her.

When their eyes met, he gave her an assuring nod.

Cynthia smiled.

She leaned toward the cake and closed her eyes.

For a moment, she thought about what she should wis
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    Damien had dreamed of this moment more times than he could count.Cynthia and Ezra walking toward him, the little boy holding his mother's hand, both of them standing in front of him. It was something he had once thought he would never experience. Yet here they were, and he couldn't hide the smile that appeared on his face.He had been hesitant about approaching Cynthia. He knew what he had done to her, and he wasn't foolish enough to believe that a few meetings could erase the past. He had abandoned her when she needed him, and now he was asking her to trust him with their son.But his desire to be part of Ezra's life was stronger than his hesitation."Hi, Ezra!"He crouched down as they approached and took a small chocolate from his pocket."This is for you."Ezra looked at the chocolate, then at his mother."You can take it, sweetheart," Cynthia said.Ezra accepted it with a shy smile."Thank you, Daddy."Damien's heart warmed at the word. He gently pulled the boy into a hug, caref

  • Billionaire's Prisoner   125

    Damien stopped his car in front of Cynthia's apartment building and glanced at the illuminated windows. It was getting late, but he hadn't wanted to postpone seeing Ezra any longer.He took out his phone and called Cynthia.It rang several times, and just when he thought she wouldn't answer, she picked up."Hello?""I'm outside your home. Can you come out?"There was a brief silence."What? Now?""Yes."Cynthia pulled the phone away from her ear and looked at the screen, wondering whether she had heard him correctly. She hadn't expected him to show up without informing her, especially after their last conversation.She walked toward the balcony and looked down.There he was, standing beside his car.She recognized him immediately. For a moment, she simply watched him, trying to understand why he had come. She had been thinking about having another conversation with him, about explaining her concerns and setting some boundaries before allowing him to become a regular part of Ezra's lif

  • Billionaire's Prisoner   124

    Damien was officially back in her life.Cynthia still found it difficult to believe. After years of convincing herself that she would never have to deal with him again, she was now expected to make room for him. He had met Ezra, and he wanted to see him again. He wanted to become part of their son's life.She should have been happy about it. After all, she had once wished for nothing more than Damien to know about their child and take responsibility. But now that he was finally here, she wasn't sure what she wanted.There were too many things to consider.Should she let him see Ezra whenever he wanted? How often should they meet? Should Damien be allowed to take Ezra out alone? What if he wanted to introduce him to his family or take him to his estate? And what would happen if he eventually wanted more than occasional visits?She had no answers.The thought of Damien becoming a regular presence in their lives frightened her. She couldn't simply allow him to walk in and behave as thoug

  • Billionaire's Prisoner   123

    Damien had initially asked Cynthia to bring Ezra to his estate for their first meeting, but she had immediately refused.She didn't want their son to visit a place he had never seen before, especially when he was about to meet his father for the first time. She wanted the meeting to happen somewhere neutral, where Ezra would feel comfortable.After some discussion, Damien suggested his father's old house in the city. It was spacious but less formal than the estate, and he rarely used it.Cynthia agreed.On the appointed day, she dressed Ezra in a crisp white shirt and blue trousers. She chose a simple pink dress for herself and tied her hair neatly. She wanted to look presentable, but she wasn't particularly concerned about Damien's opinion.Ezra, on the other hand, seemed excited and nervous at the same time."Mommy, are we going to meet my daddy?""Yes, sweetheart.""Will he play with me?""I'm sure he will.""Does he have toys?"Cynthia smiled. "You can ask him when we get there."

  • Billionaire's Prisoner   122

    Cynthia tucked Ezra into bed and pulled the blanket up to his chest. He was still wide awake, holding his favourite stuffed rabbit and looking at her expectantly."Do you want me to read you a story?" she asked, brushing his hair away from his forehead."Yes, Mommy!""Which one?""Little Red Riding Hood!"Cynthia smiled and reached for the storybook on the bedside table. She settled beside him, opened the book, and began reading.Ezra listened attentively, occasionally interrupting her to ask questions or point at the pictures. He seemed particularly interested in the wolf and kept asking whether it was really dangerous."Of course it was dangerous," Cynthia said, pretending to sound serious. "That's why Little Red Riding Hood shouldn't have spoken to strangers."Ezra giggled and snuggled closer to her.She continued reading, but her thoughts were elsewhere. She had been thinking about their conversation with Damien all evening. She knew she couldn't keep the truth from Ezra forever,

  • Billionaire's Prisoner   121

    Damien had arrived at the café twenty minutes earlier.He sat at a table near the window, occasionally glancing at the entrance. He had chosen a quiet place where they could talk without being disturbed. He didn't want their first proper conversation in years to happen inside the office, with employees walking around and people listening.He wore a dark grey T-shirt and a pair of dark jeans. He hadn't made any special effort to dress for the occasion. In fact, he looked much like the man Cynthia remembered, but something about him seemed different. Perhaps it was the way he kept checking the time, or the nervousness he couldn't quite hide.He was waiting for her.When Cynthia finally walked into the café, he recognized her immediately. His eyes followed her as she approached, and he straightened in his chair.She looked at him briefly before taking the seat opposite him."Hi," he said."Hello."There was an awkward silence.Cynthia placed her handbag beside her and tried to settle her

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