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Chapter 145: The Reform Committee
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Claimed on Ice: Marked by the Rival Captain Chapter 145: The Reform Committee
Theo POVThe double doors of the boardroom opened, and fifty executives in dark suits turned to look at the entrance.Six months ago, walking through these halls meant dodging medical monitors, hiding my wrist patches, and scrubbing my skin in basement bathrooms. Today, my boots clicked firmly against the marble floor.I wore a tailored navy suit. On my lapel, a small pin showed the crossed sticks of the Titans and Royals.Dominic walked right beside me, holding six-month-old Sophia securely in a carrier against his broad chest. His hand rested flat on my lower back, his dark cedar scent wrapping around me like an anchor.Behind us, Julian carried three thick leather binders.Commissioner Vance stood at the head of the polished mahogany table, a genuine smile touching his lips as he gestured toward the main chair."Welcome, Director Maren," Vance said, his voice echoing clearly through the room.I pulled out the high-backed chair at the head of the committee table. "Let's get to work,
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Theo POVThe contraction hit at three in the morning.I gasped, my fingers digging straight into the soft mattress. Beside me, Dominic was awake before I could even draw a second breath. His broad hand cupped my hip, his cedar-and-rain scent flaring strong, hot, and instantly grounding in the dark master bedroom."Theo?" he rasped, his voice thick with sleep but alert."It's time, hubby," I breathed, waiting for the cramp to ease. "Call Harris."He didn't waste a second. He swung his legs out of bed, grabbed his phone, and pulled a soft pair of sweatpants over my legs. Within twenty minutes, the estate driver had us at the private wing of St. Jude’s—no media vans. No reporters. Just a secured basement bay and Dr. Harris waiting by the private elevator.The labor suite was warm, lit only by soft floor lamps.By six in the morning, the contractions were coming every three minutes. I leaned against the side of the raised bed, my forehead resting on my forearm while another wave ripped thr
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Theo POVThe autumn air outside the kitchen glass was crisp, carrying the sharp scent of damp pine and fallen leaves.I stood by the island, wrapped in one of Dominic's old grey hoodies. The fabric stretched snugly over my stomach, where my second-trimester curve sat warm and heavy. On the stove, a pot of cocoa simmered, filling the room with the rich smell of chocolate.Dominic walked in from the patio, unzipping his heavy canvas jacket. Cold air clung to his broad shoulders, mixing with his scent of dark cedar and rain."Is the ice holding?" I asked, setting down three mugs.Dominic tossed his work gloves onto the counter, his hazel eyes crinkling at the corners. "Solid four inches. The overnight freeze did the job.""He's been awake since six," I said, pointing a wooden spoon toward the hallway. "He tried to put his helmet on over his pajamas."Dominic let out a low, warm laugh, stepping close to wrap his arms around my waist from behind. His large, warm hands settled over my lower
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