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
“There was never an us. And there never will be.” His voice didn’t rise. It didn’t need to.She stepped back a little, a shaky laugh escaping her lips. “Okay, well… that’s a hell of a greeting after everything we’ve been through together.”“We were never anything,” Luca said, sharper this time. “You
Her brain was frying itself. He's a man, right? Men get hard over anything and everything. A stiff breeze. A suggestive text. With Alexei, even a fly landing in the right spot. So, it means nothing. Right?The way he was looking at her... that didn't feel like nothing.He had never made a move on he
His eyes darkened as he watched her fingers work at his pants. He helped her, shucking them off along with his boxers before joining her on the bed again. His body was exactly what she needed — bigger and harder… He made her feel small.“I’ve missed this so much,” he whispered, trailing kisses down
Luca started across the tiled floor and met them halfway.Nick sized him up, one brow slightly arched. “You don’t look well.”“Are you really surprised?” Luca replied.Nick didn’t say any more before pulling Luca forward and resting a hand on his chest.“This... is the hardest part of loving a child







