LOGINSara stopped in her tracks. Her breath caught as panic squeezed her chest. The physical toll of the long flight had widened the distance between them, leaving her trailing far behind the entourage.Just then, Damon stopped short. Instantly, the entire group of executives and bodyguards ahead froze, startled by his sudden action.One of the senior executives stepped forward cautiously. With a stiff gesture, he asked hesitantly, “What’s wrong, Mr. Moretti? Did we leave something important behind on the plane?”Damon didn’t answer immediately. He slowly turned, locking his gaze onto the middle-aged man with a sharpness that made the air feel freezing. That intimidating pressure radiated clearly from his upright posture.“What are you people actually doing?” His voice was low, flat, but laden with a lethal threat that ensured no one dared meet his gaze.The executive swallowed hard, cold sweat beginning to drip down his temple. “W-what do you mean, sir? We were only...”Instead of listeni
Ever since horrifying night of escape, Sara had never imagined setting foot in this place once more—the lion's den that once nearly shattered her sanity. Her breath caught in her throat for a long moment as the Moretti private jet shuddered softly upon landing on the isolated airstrip.Amidst her racing heart, a sudden warmth spread across her fingers. Damon gently grasped her hand, attempting to soothe her, who clearly looked distressed.“We have arrived,” he whispered softly. “I need to check on Alexa first. Wait here for a moment.”Without waiting for a reply, he stood from his seat. His firm footsteps carried him toward the specialized cabin section that had been transformed into a spacious nursery. As the sliding door opened, a dozen doctors and nurses instantly bowed in respect, creating a tense, rigid silence.“How is my daughter’s condition? She was well during the journey, wasn't she?” Damon asked in a flat, cold-toned voice while stepping past the row of doctors who automati
A warm, intoxicating shiver enveloped Sara. Her heart raced simply because of a request from her husband. That soft, sincere, and pleading voice stood in stark contrast to the Damon Moretti she had always known.Yet, Sara quickly shook off her sweet daydream. She knew her feelings for Damon were growing clearer, but she refused to let them surface so easily. She had to hold them back, letting her mind wander into the past when Damon had shown that exact same gentleness to Iris.‘A man wouldn’t change so quickly just because he suddenly had a child. He is only holding back his feelings for Iris for a while, before getting what he truly wants: his own flesh and blood,’ Sara thought repeatedly, as if chanting a spell to completely silence the small voice in her heart that still hoped Damon would prove his words.“Wifey, do you have a dream home?”Damon's voice shattered Sara's concentration. She was truly starting to lose her mind every time her defenses crumbled at just the sound of her
The passion that had briefly burned through Damon slowly subsided, leaving a cold ache in his chest. In an instant, the memory of Sara's words from some time ago flashed through his mind—her promise to deploy every effort to escape him.Yet, tonight before him, Sara's seduction transformed into an intoxicating trap. She didn’t merely lie still; she kissed him back, moving her hips at a slow, deliberate tempo that swept away his consciousness.Damon gritted his teeth, holding back the upheaval within his chest. His hands gripped the crumpled sheets and blanket tightly, his knuckles turning white.“Tell me that you will draw up that agreement for me, Damon,” Sara whispered between ragged breaths, her voice sounding both seductive and demanding.Damon swallowed hard, his throat feeling dry. The temptation was entirely real, radiating from every inch of his wife's skin. Yet, deep inside his heart, he refused to yield to that selfish desire—the desire to let Sara slip away from his side.W
Roger’s parting words only added to the heavy weight in Sara's chest. After he left, she sat quietly in her room, gazing down at their sleeping daughter.When Alexa was still in her womb, she had assumed her future would be spent with Roger. They had an unspoken understanding that they were partners in life.Displaying happiness and harmony in public had made her accustomed to Roger. And now, as the man revealed feelings long buried beneath their public facade, she found herself wavering.Roger had always been there for her, offering unexpected, quiet acts of care, willing to do the unthinkable just for her and Alexa. Ever since Damon’s arrival, everything had changed. She hadn’t even been able to show her gratitude properly because Damon constantly stood in their way.And honestly, when she was with Damon, her fond memories of Roger began to fade slowly and naturally. She was deeply torn by her own emotions.Did she truly think of Roger only as family? Was the strange feeling that ke
Sara held her breath until her chest ached. “Roger…”Roger looked up, his eyes bloodshot. “Sara, I don't want to see you suffer. Stay here. Wait until I'm strong enough to take down Moretti and get you away from Damon.”Prickling heat stung the corners of Sara's eyes. She was completely disarmed by the raw sincerity of the man standing before her.She admitted that in the month she’d spent with Damon, her heart had been a storm of confusion, racing as though she were falling in love. Yet with Roger, it was entirely different. She couldn't bring herself to deny him anything, not when she owed him so much.“You have to know this. I cherish you and Alexa deeply. In fact, I cared for Alexa long before she was even born into this world. I swear to protect you both and give you a life of happiness. Because of that... please, don't leave me.”All of Roger’s hidden feelings, long buried under pretense, finally broke free. He was done running from the emotions he’d kept locked away.He kne







