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
Luca already hated himself before he stepped into the room. The weight in his chest had nothing to do with having to face his father and more to do with not being able to find Audrey. Nick De Santis was seated behind the desk, a glass of something dark in his hand. Of course. Antonio, his younger
The pregnancy test landed on Luca’s desk with a soft thud, the small padded envelope looking innocuous enough. Until he opened it. Normally his secretary would have opened all his mail before he got it, but this package had been marked personal and confidential. Or Sally would hadn’t opened it just
Blair leaned back in her office chair, rubbing her temples as she tried to focus on the reports in front of her. She’d been at it for hours, and the numbers were starting to blur together. Taking over her parents’ company had been challenging but rewarding, and three months into her role as CEO, she
“Good,” Sutton replied. “I’m... actually enjoying the new programming role. Thank you for that.” After discovering Sutton’s background in computer science, Luca had immediately moved her from reception to the programming department at Cyber10. Blair knew her sister had been hesitant to accept, wary







