LOGINHer dream was a child. His sperm was stolen. Their love was the target. After a devastating betrayal, Alexandra Reed vowed to never trust anyone again. Her path to a family was clear: solo motherhood via an anonymous donor. She chose the perfect profile-intelligent, healthy, safe. He was just a number. Donor #778. Liam Thorne is the most dangerous man in Veridia Bay. He rules with a code, but his world is built on control. When he discovers a vengeful ex stole his genetic legacy and gave it to a stranger, his fury is limitless. The recipient is a vulnerability he must contain: Alexandra. He confronts her with a brutal offer: a fortune to walk away. She refuses with a mother's fierce defiance. But when a sniper's bullet proves the danger is real, Liam is forced to become her ruthless protector. Trapped in a gilded cage, their hostility ignites into a desperate, consuming passion. For the first time, Liam sees a future. Alexandra sees the man behind the monster. Just as they dare to hone a chattering DNA test reveals the baby isn't his. Their love was built on a lie, engineered by enemies who wanted to break him. Now, with their newborn daughter caught in a war and their trust in ruins, they must face the ultimate truth. Is their family a biological mistake? Or the one choice that can save them both? A heart-pounding mafia romance of stolen vows, devastating lies, and the relentless power of a love that chooses, against all odds, to stay.
View MoreMy hand had risen to my mouth. The betrayal by David and Chloe felt small and clean next to this poisoned memory."That is... monstrous.""It was Tuesday," Liam said. The simple statement was worse than any rant. "He taught me many things this way. How to break a knee with a tire iron. How to spot a liar by the pulse in their neck. How to make a threat without raising your voice. Love was a transaction. Weakness was a sin. The only thing he ever gave me freely was his contempt.""How did you... become this?" I asked, gesturing to the room, to the code he lived by."I decided his world was right about one thing, strength is everything." He met my gaze. "But I defined strength differently. Not as the capacity for cruelty. But as the power to impose order. My order. One where the innocent –do not get used as teaching aids in warehouses."He walked away from the window; toward a corner of the large room, I had never really noticed. It was draped with a heavy, dark cloth. "He died of a he
ALEXANDRA’S POVThe storm did not break. It settled in. It wrapped the cliff in a roaring, grey fist. For two days, the world outside the glass was a blur of wind and water. The sea was a churning beast. The sky was the color of wet stone.The sound was constant. A low, booming fury, it vibrated on the concrete floor. It hummed in the glass.The silence inside grew heavier.Kaela was a ghost. She performed her duties. She brought food. She did her security sweeps. Her eyes were always scanning, but she seemed part of the storm –a natural, relentless force.Liam stayed in the operations room for hours. But even he had to emerge. To eat. To pace. The storm limited satellite signals. His digital empire flickered. He was forced into the open space, into the shared air.We orbited each other. Two planets in a small, pressurized system. We did not speak. The memory of our last conversation hung between us. The word lonely. It was an exposed wire. We both avoided it.On the third morning of
She looked back at the painting. The ship was being swallowed by the waves. "I don't have an aunt in Maine.""I know.”We stood in silence for a moment, the storm providing the noise we lacked."They believed me," she said, almost to herself. "I was good at it.""Lying is a survival skill," I said. "You learn it young, or you don't survive."This made her look at me again. A searching look. She was trying to see the man behind the protocol. I kept my face neutral."Is that what you learned?" she asked."It is what was required." I changed the subject. The direction was too personal. "The doctor is arranged. The day after tomorrow. Kaela will take you."Her hand moved instinctively to her stomach. A flicker of hope, quickly masked by wariness. "Is it safe?""Safer than not knowing. We will take precautions."She nodded, accepting this. Her eyes drifted back to the storm outside. "It feels like we're in the middle of that." She nodded toward the painting."We are," I said. "The trick is
LIAM’S POVThe first week on the cliff was a study in silence and protocol.My world narrowed to two rooms. The operations room, humming with data. And the main room, with its impossible view. I managed the empire from a console. Marcos was my eyes in the city. The numbers still flowed. Deals were made. Problems were solved. But it was all digital, remote. A ghost running a machine.Kaela was the constant between my two worlds. She moved between them, delivering reports, standing guard. She was a perfect instrument. She asked no questions. She simply performed.Alexandra Reed was the variable. The unpredictable element in my secure equation.She kept to her room for most of the first day. Shock, I assumed. On the second day, she began to move. She explored the permitted areas with the cautious steps of a zoo animal. She used the small gym, running on the treadmill with a fierce, focused energy. She stood for long periods at the great window, watching the sea change color.She did not






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