LOGINInside, Blair sat on the sofa, her hand resting on her slight belly, while Roman stood nearby deep in conversation with Luca. Two-year-old Olivia was showing off her drawings to anyone who would look."Aunt Keira!" Olivia shouted, abandoning her colouring-in to run across the room. Keira bent down,
Olivia, growing restless, wiggled off Blair’s lap. “Can I go play with my blocks?”“Yes, but stay in the playroom,” Roman told her. “I’ll be there in a minute.”As Olivia skipped off, Roman pulled Blair to her feet and into his arms. “You look tired. You should have let me bring someone in to handle
“Mama! Look!”Blair looked up from her laptop to see her two-year-old daughter, Olivia, proudly showing off a crayon drawing that was mostly colorful scribbles.“That’s beautiful, sweetheart,” Blair said, genuinely impressed with the artwork of her toddler. “Is that our family?”Olivia nodded madly,
"Is that what you think?" Niko's voice was dangerously quiet. "That your only value is as a... what? A royal broodmare?""It's the reality of our position," she insisted. "The Wystovian crown needs an heir. You need an heir. And I can't—" Her voice broke.Niko crossed the distance between them in th
"I'm trying to protect him—""From what? From having a choice?" Keira's voice grew stronger. "You're deciding what's best for Niko without asking him what he wants. That's not protection, that's control."Amelia stared at her, startled by the blunt assessment."Look, I get it. The pressure is overwh
Amelia shook her head, the weight of her failure pressing down on her. "The doctors say there's nothing wrong with Niko, which means the problem lies with me. I'm considering stepping aside, letting him divorce me so he can marry someone who can actually give him an heir." She glanced at Keira, sudd
Roman quickly pushed her hand away. “Again fuck no, the very thought makes my skin crawl.” “You’re a cruel bastard Roman.” Roman lifted an eyebrow at her. “Why? Because I’m not falling for your bullshit.” “Well, I thought because you are single right now and it looks like I’m no longer with Tro
Roman took Blair’s hand before leading her to the master bedroom. “Maybe I should unpack before going to bed.” She had never been to this side of the house before. The times she had been here, there had been no need to enter the master bedroom. Roman shook his head answering “Jenny had one of the
The lift doors opened behind her. She didn’t get on, instead; she focused all her attention on Dan. Before she left, she had something to say. So the doors closed again. Blair poked her finger into his chest, which she would be sure to disinfect it later. “You are the liar here and don’t give me a
Saturday afternoon Blair was sitting in the lounge room reading when the doorbell rang. She looked around for Roman. He had taken a call and walked away so he could leave her in peace while she was involved in her book. She spied him through the glass doors leading outside. He was still on the phone







