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His Heir, Her Secret Chapter 30
LucienThe moment Damon’s voice filtered through the speakerphone, something primal in me snapped. Not rage—rage would’ve been too loud, too reckless. This was colder. Sharper. A calculated fury.That man thought he could resurface in Isla’s life and threaten her? Threaten Leo?He had no idea who he was dealing with now.I waited until Isla was with Leo, playing with blocks in the sunroom, before stepping into my office and locking the door behind me. I pulled out my phone and dialed a number I hadn’t used in a long time.It rang twice.“Mr. Vale.” A clipped, familiar voice answered. “It’s been a while.”“Grant. I need a private intel sweep. No questions, no paper trail. A man named Damon Connolly just resurfaced in Isla’s life.”“Isla Hart?” he asked, and I could almost hear the quick flipping of mental files.“Yes.”“And you want him… neutralized?”“No,” I snapped. “I want information. Everything. His current location, phone records, bank activity, known associates. I want to know w
His Heir, Her Secret Chapter 29
IslaI didn’t sleep.Lucien had fallen asleep beside me sometime after two in the morning, one hand resting protectively on my hip, but my eyes stayed open, glued to the shadows dancing across the ceiling. Every creak of the floorboards, every hum of the building settling, had me flinching.I’d worked so hard to become someone else. Someone new. I’d buried the girl I used to be—the one who was naive enough to mistake manipulation for kindness, threats for attention, and silence for safety. And now, that girl was clawing her way back up to the surface, dragging all her ghosts with her.By sunrise, my skin felt too tight for my body.I slipped out of bed carefully, not wanting to wake Lucien. I tiptoed into Leo’s room. He was curled on his side, thumb halfway in his mouth, his lashes resting like little fans on his cheeks. He was safe. He was everything.I pressed a kiss to his forehead, breathing him in like air, and padded down to the kitchen.Coffee. Strong. Scalding. Anything to sho
His Heir, Her Secret Chapter 28
Isla For a brief, golden moment, I thought we were finally safe. Leo was asleep in his new room, his little hand curled around the sleeve of his favorite dinosaur pajamas. Lucien stood in the doorway watching him, his expression soft in a way that made my chest ache. He’d been different since the gala—more open, more reckless with his heart. And somehow, impossibly, that made me love him more and trust him less at the same time. I wasn’t used to peace. It always meant something was about to break. By morning, I was right. It started with a letter. A plain white envelope slid under the front door, addressed only to me. No postage. No return address. Just my name, in handwriting I hadn’t seen in years. I stared at it for a full minute, heartbeat skittering like a bird trapped in my ribs. I didn’t touch it—not at first. Instead, I sat on the edge of the couch and reminded myself of the life I had now. The son sleeping down the hall. The man who had finally stepped into fatherhood
His Heir, Her Secret Chapter 27
Lucien Monday came like a knife through a silk curtain. One moment I was lying in bed with Isla curled into me, the early morning light playing gently across her hair, and the next I was facing the firestorm I’d lit the moment I stepped onto that stage and claimed Leo as mine. By 8 a.m., my inbox was a warzone. By 9, my assistant had already buzzed in twice—tight voice, clipped tone. By 9:05, my board of directors demanded an emergency meeting. I should’ve expected it. Vale International wasn’t just a business; it was a legacy. A billion-dollar machine with global reach, strategic partnerships, and investors who preferred scandal-free headlines. And I’d just painted a bullseye on the front page of every financial paper in the country. I stood in the sleek boardroom overlooking Manhattan’s glittering skyline, suit sharp, jaw clenched, heart beating with a mix of defiance and calculated calm. My general counsel, Miriam Pace, sat to my left—stoic, as always—but even she kept gla
His Heir, Her Secret Chapter 26
IslaThe city buzzed louder than usual tonight.Not with traffic or nightlife—but with our names.Lucien Vale. Isla Hart. And Leo.It was all over the news. The internet. The whispers between women in cafés and doormen glancing up from their posts.Everywhere I turned, I felt the weight of being seen. The eyes we’d spent years hiding from now belonged to a world watching us like a slow-burning scandal.I stared out the penthouse window, the skyline a glittering blur beneath the soft hum of Leo’s nighttime lullaby playing from his room.He was asleep—finally. After an hour of questions that tore at me and yet made me proud.“Why did Daddy say I’m his favorite?”“Will I be on TV again?”“Do I need to wear a tie now?”My heart swelled and cracked all at once.I wasn’t afraid of people knowing who Leo was. I was afraid of how cruel they could be when they did.And yet… when Lucien stood on that stage, unwavering, unshakable, and proud—it did something to me.It shook the walls I’d built a
His Heir, Her Secret Chapter 25
LucienI’ve stood in boardrooms where billions were on the line. I’ve sat across from men who would sell their own blood for a seat at my table. I’ve faced press ambushes, hostile takeovers, and global market crashes without blinking.But this?This was different.Claiming Leo publicly meant peeling back layers I’d carefully built over a decade. It meant showing the world something real—something vulnerable. And it meant putting Isla, the woman I failed once, in the crosshairs of a ruthless media circus.But after Caroline’s surprise visit, I realized something with unshakable clarity.I couldn’t keep pretending we were a secret. I wouldn’t let my son be hidden to protect an empire I no longer cared about preserving in the same way.So I made the call.First, to Richard, my PR head.“Lucien,” he answered with a groan. “It’s seven in the morning in London. What—”“I want to hold a press conference.”A pause. “Okay… What’s the announcement?”“My son. Leo Hart.”Another pause. Longer thi
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