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The Gilded Cage
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My Billionaire Ex-husband's Late Regret The Sixty-Second Choice
Chapter 16Alessia's POV The world didn't just shake; it roared. The white marble courtyard, once a symbol of sterile perfection, was splitting open like a dry bone. Dust and the acrid smell of sulfur billowed from the fissures as Catherine’s demolition charges began their rhythmic, terrifying countdown."Sixty seconds," the intercom droned, Catherine’s voice sounding like a bored goddess presiding over an apocalypse.I looked at the chaos around me. To my left, Massimo was pinned under a fallen marble pillar, his legs trapped, his eyes wide with the realization that the empire he had built was literally crushing him. To my right, Lucien was clinging to the rappelling line of his hovering helicopter, his hand extended toward me, shouting something lost to the wind.And in the center, standing on a slab of stone that was slowly tilting toward the dark abyss of the sub-basement, was Drake.The boy who wasn't mine. The boy who was the genetic legacy of a woman I had never met. The boy
My Billionaire Ex-husband's Late Regret Mother of Monsters
Chapter 15Alessia's POV The mountain air was a serrated blade against my lungs as I sprinted down the spiral stone staircase. The luxury of the upper floors had vanished, replaced by the brutalist concrete of the sub-levels. Above me, the sky was screaming, the rhythmic thwack-thwack-thwack of Lucien’s black-ops helicopters drowned out the sirens.I didn't care about the billionaires in the sky. I didn't care about the man groaning on the floor upstairs. I only cared about the small boy in the white courtyard.The chase intensified as I burst through the heavy steel doors leading to the training grounds. The scene was pure chaos. Falcone security guards were scrambling, their rifles aimed at the sky, while red laser dots from Lucien’s snipers danced across the white marble like blood-red fireflies."Draco!" I screamed, my voice cracking under the weight of three years of lost motherhood.The boy was standing by the stone table. He hadn't moved. While grown men panicked and died aro
My Billionaire Ex-husband's Late Regret The Gilded Cage
Chapter 14Alessia's POV The world didn't return with a bang; it returned with the smell of expensive lilies and the sterile hum of a high-end ventilation system.My eyelids felt like they were weighted with lead. As the haze of the sedative cleared, the first thing I felt was the softness beneath me, a mattress too plush, silk sheets too cool. This wasn't a dungeon. It was a palace. But as I tried to sit up, the sharp clink of metal against metal echoed through the silence.A cuff. Fine, polished titanium, lined with velvet, tethering my right wrist to the gilded headboard of a massive canopy bed."Awake at last," a voice croaked from the shadows of the room.I bolted upright, my heart hammering against my ribs. In a plush armchair by the window, Massimo sat, his head in his hands. He wasn't cuffed, but he looked more imprisoned than I was. His clothes were rumpled, his eyes bloodshot, and he was staring at a wall of glass that overlooked a valley of mist-shrouded pines."Where are
My Billionaire Ex-husband's Late Regret The DNA Dilemma
Chapter 13Alessia's POV The phone slipped from my numb fingers, clattering onto the silk rug. The nurse’s voice, ‘the second child didn't die’ echoed in the hollow chamber of my chest, shattering the frozen armor I had spent years freezing into place.My son.I had mourned a ghost. I had built a graveyard in my soul for a child that was currently drawing breath, tucked away in some corner of the world by the man I had trusted to be my savior. Lucien Valois hadn't just managed my tragedy; he had curated it. He had pruned my life like a bonsai tree, cutting away the parts that made me soft so I could be the sharp-edged weapon he desired."Alessia?"The door creaked. It was Massimo. He hadn't left. He was standing there, looking pathetic and small, his eyes searching my face for a flicker of the Shay he used to own.The next action I took was instantaneous. I didn't cry. I didn't scream. I moved. I lunged across the room, grabbing Massimo by the lapels of his expensive, blood-funded
My Billionaire Ex-husband's Late Regret The King of Shadows’ Jealousy
Chapter 12 Alessia’s POVJealousy has a sound.It isn’t loud.It doesn’t scream.It hums, low, dangerous, vibrating beneath the skin like a restrained explosion.I heard it the moment Lucien stopped smiling.We were in Zurich, in the penthouse he pretended wasn’t a fortress, glass walls overlooking a city so clean it felt surgical. Snow dusted the rooftops like untouched linen. Everything was quiet. Controlled.Lucien liked control.Which was why the man standing ten feet away from me, tall, polite, brown-haired, holding a thin medical folder had just committed an unforgivable sin by jokingly saying that.He smiled at me.“Your scars are healing beautifully, Alessia,” he said gently, professional eyes warm. “Minimal hypertrophy. I’m pleased.”Lucien’s hand tightened around the crystal tumbler in his grip.Not enough to crack it.Enough that I noticed.“Thank you, Dr. Keller,” I replied, returning the smile. “I appreciate you flying in.”Flying in.That was the problem.Lucien’s gaze
My Billionaire Ex-husband's Late Regret The Elena Meltdown
Chapter 11Alessia's POV The air in the VIP lounge of the Valois Plaza was heavy with the scent of lilies and the metallic tang of impending ruin. I sat perched on a velvet armchair, my legs crossed with a deliberate, lethal grace. In my hand, a glass of vintage scotch caught the afternoon light, glowing like a liquid amber trap.I watched Elena through the reflection in the floor-to-ceiling windows. She was pacing near the cloakroom, her movements jagged and desperate. She looked like a bird of prey that had realized the sky was closing in. For weeks, she had watched Massimo’s obsession with me grow, watched him haunt my footsteps like a ghost begging for a haunting. She knew she was being replaced. She knew the used rag she had discarded was now the silk rope around her neck."It's time," I whispered to the empty room.The action began when Elena finally made her move. She thought I wasn't looking. She sidled up to my Hermès Birkin bag, which sat unattended on a side table. With a
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