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Not While I'm Here..
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His Baby, My Secret In the Quiet Between Breaths
The night inside Cassian Wolfe's private residence stretched long and quiet, the kind of silence that felt heavy, as though the air itself was holding its breath. The amber lights glowed softly from the recessed ceiling, settling in warm pools across the floor, the shelves, the sleek furniture...yet none of it touched the cold knot twisting inside him. Hours ago, he had walked in carrying Elena in his arms. Hours ago, he had felt her body go slack, her head falling against his shoulder like she no longer had the strength to hold it up. Hours ago, something old and buried inside him had cracked open. And it hadn't closed since. Now she lay on the bed...his bed, though he didn't let himself think about the implications of that, not unconscious, but lost somewhere between sleep and exhaustion. Her breaths were steady, shallow but stable. Her skin was still too pale, her lips dry, her forehead damp with the remnants of feverish heat that had frightened him more than he wanted to a
His Baby, My Secret The Shape of Something Remembered
The night outside the hospital seemed endless, an ink-dark stillness pressed against the windows, swallowing the city in a hush that felt almost reverent. Inside, however, the quiet was alive, tense. Holding its breath...waiting. Cassian Wolfe did not wait. He never had patience for helplessness, especially not tonight. He stood near Elena's bed as the nurses began preparing her transfer, his figure tall and rigid under the muted fluorescent lights. His suit jacket was still on, though it had been several hours. His tie was loosened but still clung to discipline. His jaw looked carved from something unbreakable. But the eyes… The eyes were a different story. They tracked every movement the nurses made, every clip undone from a monitor, every adjustment to the IV line, every slow shift of her fragile body. No one said it aloud, but everyone felt it. He wasn't just a CEO tonight. He wasn't just a visitor. He wasn't even just a man who cared. This was deliberate... Which can be
His Baby, My Secret The Choice of Protection
Cassian sat in the sterile corridor long after the footsteps faded, the only sound left was the low hum of the fluorescent lights above. Time stretched mercilessly, each minute dragging like a chain around his neck. The man who never waited for anything now found himself powerless, chained to a single door. Behind it lay Elena, who is fragile, silent, carrying both a secret and a life that suddenly meant more to him than his entire empire. He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, his hands clasped so tightly they trembled. The mask he wore in boardrooms, the impenetrable steel had shattered. For the first time in years, he wasn't the CEO of Wolfe Enterprises. He was just a man. A man afraid. Memories he had buried clawed back to the surface.... Another night, another hospital, another fragile figure slipping through his hands. He had sworn never to let himself feel this powerless again. Yet here he was, sitting in this white-walled corridor, terrified history was about to repeat
His Baby, My Secret Not While I'm Here..
The hospital corridors blurred into streaks of white and blinding light as Cassian stormed through the doors, Elena cradled against his chest. She felt weightless in his arms, too light...yet heavier than anything he had ever carried in his life. "Emergency! She needs help... Now!" Cassian's voice cut through the sterile quiet of the hospital like a blade, fierce and commanding, the kind of tone that made entire boardrooms fall silent. But beneath that thunder, beneath the steel, was something no one ever heard from him which is raw and desperation, the kind that clawed its way out of a man who was losing control. The echo of his words bounced off the white walls, colliding with the antiseptic smell that clung to the corridors. Fluorescent lights glared down like merciless sentinels, cold and unfeeling, while the world around him blurred into frantic footsteps and the shrill beep of distant monitors. Yet Cassian saw none of it. All he saw was the fragile weight in his arms. El
His Baby, My Secret The Edge of Losing Her
Elena's trembling fingers barely managed to dial the number, but before the call could properly connect, a sharp wave of pain ripped through her body. Her hand slipped and the phone tumbled from her grasp, landing on the floor with the screen still glowing, the ring echoing faintly into the silence. Her body curled instinctively against the sofa armrest, breath jagged, shallow, as if each inhale demanded more courage than she had to give. "Please…" The word broke free, raw and fragile, almost lost in the shadows that seemed to press closer with every second. Every heartbeat was a hammer. Every pulse a knife. Every second a reminder of how alone she felt in the quiet storm of her own body. Outside, Cassian had only just reached the steps leading toward his car. Something stopped him cold...an unshakable weight pressing in his chest, a wrongness he couldn't explain. His phone vibrated in his pocket. He pulled it out, and his eyes hardened instantly at the sight of the name fla
His Baby, My Secret What She Can't Carry Alone
Elena still stood by the edge of the sofa, her chest rising and falling unevenly, breath trapped in her lungs. The air in the room hadn't eased; it was thick, almost suffocating, as if Liam's shadow still lingered in every corner. Cassian didn't speak. The silence was his weapon, just as much as his presence. His steps were deliberate as he moved deeper into her small apartment, his gaze sweeping over everything with the sharpness of a blade. Then his eyes stopped.....On the table! A mess of envelopes lay scattered across the surface, some torn open, some unopened, their pale edges curled from being handled too often. The print on them was clear enough: electricity, water, rent. Each stamped with the same word, the same mark of defeat...Unpaid. Elena's heart lurched. She darted forward, as if suddenly remembering and reached for the papers in a desperate attempt to gather them before he could see too much. But it was too late. Cassian was already there. His hand moved faster
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