INICIAR SESIÓNSeraphina’s POV Cold air rushed into the car, carrying the sharp, chemical smell of burning rubber and my own rising panic.Before I could even catch my breath, a heavy barrel pressed hard against the driver's side window. The black metal glinted in the sunlight, terrifying and completely final."Open the damn door right now, or I'll blow your head off where you sit!" a harsh, muffled voice barked from the other side of the glass.My whole body shook so hard my teeth clicked together. Every instinct I had screamed at me to keep it locked, to keep hiding, but the threat was right there against the glass. My hands were trembling uncontrollably as I reached up and hit the unlock button. The door was yanked open instantly, the force almost pulling me out with it. A rough, calloused hand grabbed my arm, wrapping around my skin like a vise grip, and dragged me out of the car. The moment my boots hit the ground, my hand flew down instinctively, pressing hard against my lower stomach to s
Seraphina’s POVThe words struck me like a bucket of ice water thrown over my head.Reality crashed back into my skull with terrifying force, my eyes snapped open, and I shoved Carrius away from me with all the strength I had left, stumbling backward until my heels hit the opposite wall.My head whipped around toward the sound of the voice. Standing at the end of the corridor, staring at us with wide, horrified, and furiously sculpted expressions, were Valentina and Mom.Valentina’s face was twisted into a mask of pure, unadulterated fury, her chest heaving as she stared at me like she wanted to murder me on the spot. Something sharp and sickening clawed at my chest. I had just kissed my own sister's husband. Right in the middle of a hospital. "Carrius... what is going on here?" Mom asked, her voice dangerously calm, though her eyes flickered back and forth between me and the man standing a few feet away from me.I looked up at Carrius, expecting him to panic, expecting him to look
Seraphina’s POV Without waiting to see how he would react, I turned, rushed down the remaining steps, and practically ran out the front door. I unlocked my car, dove inside, locked the doors with a frantic click, and zoomed down the driveway, desperate to put as much distance between that house and myself as possible. The drive to the hospital felt like a blur. My hands were shaking slightly on the steering wheel, my mind racing a mile a minute as I replayed the bizarre, unsettling encounter on the stairs. But when I finally pulled into the hospital parking lot, parked my car, and walked through the sliding glass doors into the main lobby, my brain flatlined. I rounded the corner of the main hallway, heading toward the OB-GYN wing, and stopped dead in my tracks. Standing a few yards ahead of me, leaning casually against the hospital wall with his hands tucked into his pockets, was Carrius. My jaw dropped. My brow shot up so high it nearly vanished into my hairline. "How...
Seraphina’s POVThe morning air was thick and heavy, clinging to my skin like a second coat of dread. I stared blankly out the window, trying to gather whatever frayed pieces of my sanity were left before facing the house again. My back ached, a dull, throbbing reminder of the night before, and my stomach let out a pathetic, hollow rumble that reminded me I couldn't just hide up here forever.Slowly, I pushed myself up, smoothing down a simple, loose-fitting dress that hid the early, rounding curve of my five-month pregnancy, wearing my flip flops and stepped out into the quiet hallway. Before I even reached the formal dining room, the low murmur of voices drifted to my ears. I paused, taking a breath to steady my nerves, and stepped around the corner. Valentina and Carrius were already seated at the massive mahogany table. They sat with that practiced, suffocating distance that defined their entire marriage, two strangers sharing a roof, bound by cold architecture and social expe
Seraphina’s POVMy gaze flickered to his face, watching the chilling ease with which he masked his violence. A bitter, caustic scoff nearly bubbled past my lips.Stepping past him, I looked straight at Valentina, my voice dead and cold. "If I don't get my basic privacy in this house, I'm walking out."Valentina’s eyes snapped back to her husband, her brow furrowing deeply. "What are you doing in here, Carrius?"Carrius merely shrugged, his shoulders lifting lazily. "It's my house." With that single, dismissive sentence, he turned his back on both of us. Without offering a single word of explanation, without bothering to throw his wife a single convincing lie, he walked right past her out into the hallway, giving Valentina the absolute cold shoulder.The casual cruelty of it, the sheer, unmasked arrogance, sent a fresh spike of anger through my veins. What kind of hollow, broken man was he? How could he stand there and not even care enough to lie to his own wife?My gaze flickered ba
Seraphina’s POVMy jaw clenched so hard my teeth ached, my fingers curling into tight, trembling fists at my sides as I glared straight through him."Out of my room, Carrius," I repeated, my voice vibrating with a dangerous, razor-thin edge.He didn't move an inch.A slow, infuriating brow arched upward as his dark gaze swept over me, lingering on my tense posture before a cold, mocking smirk curved his lips.Instead of retreating, he took a deliberate step forward, his hand reaching out again toward my stomach."Don't touch me," I hissed, violently swatting his hand away. That seemed to snap something inside him.His easygoing facade shattered, replaced by a dark, ugly flash of irritation. H lunged forward, closing the distance between us before I could blink."Why are you acting so damn insecure with me?" he snapped, his voice dropping into a harsh, venomous register. "What, I can't even touch you? You act like you're some untouchable saint, but we both know how easily you let colle







