LOGINChapter 69Rhett’s POV“I’m pregnant.”The words didn’t land all at once. They staggered in, slow and uneven, like sound traveling through water.For a moment, I was sure I’d heard her wrong.I stared at Astrid, at the way her shoulders trembled even though she was trying to stand straight, at how her hands hovered over her stomach like she was guarding something fragile and alive. Her lips were parted, breath uneven.Then she asked it—softly, almost afraid.“Aren’t you happy?”Happy.The word felt foreign in my mouth, like a language I’d once known and forgotten.My gaze dropped before I could stop it. To her stomach which was flat and innocent. Giving nothing away. And yet my mind filled it in anyway. Something was growing there, something that didn’t belong to just us anymore.A baby.My chest tightened violently, like a fist had closed around my ribs.Shit.I stepped back from her, the air suddenly too thick for me to breathe in. My hand dragged through my hair as I turned away, p
Chapter 69Rhett’s POV“I’m pregnant.”The words didn’t land all at once. They staggered in, slow and uneven, like sound traveling through water.For a moment, I was sure I’d heard her wrong.I stared at Astrid, at the way her shoulders trembled even though she was trying to stand straight, at how her hands hovered over her stomach like she was guarding something fragile and alive. Her lips were parted, breath uneven.Then she asked it—softly, almost afraid.“Aren’t you happy?”Happy.The word felt foreign in my mouth, like a language I’d once known and forgotten.My gaze dropped before I could stop it. To her stomach which was flat and innocent. Giving nothing away. And yet my mind filled it in anyway. Something was growing there, something that didn’t belong to just us anymore.A baby.My chest tightened violently, like a fist had closed around my ribs.Shit.I stepped back from her, the air suddenly too thick for me to breathe in. My hand dragged through my hair as I turned away, p
Chapter 68Astrid’s POVA month laterA dull heaviness settled deep in my abdomen like something foreign had taken residence there overnight. My limbs felt slow, useless. When I tried to breathe, my chest resisted, thick and tight, as if the air itself needed permission to enter me.I rolled onto my side and groaned.The fucking nausea came again. So hard my throat hurt and tears watered my eyes.My stomach clenched violently, a twisting sensation that sent me scrambling upright. I barely made it to the edge of the bed before nausea surged up my throat, hot and unforgiving. I gagged, pressed a hand over my mouth, and stumbled toward the bathroom.I retched until my eyes burned.When it was over, I stayed there, palms braced against the sink, forehead resting against the cool marble. My reflection stared back at me. I looked pale, eyes glass with trembling lips.What was wrong with me?It felt likemy body was turning against me, moving on its own rhythm, demanding things I didn’t under
Chapter 67Astrid's POV Steam curled off my skin as I stepped out of the bathroom, towel wrapped around me, breath still uneven from everything that happened before the door closed between us.Water dripped from my hair, trailing down the back of my neck, and for a soft second I imagined Rhett still standing in the center of the room.But the room was empty.Still an quiet.My brows creased. He hadn’t left a mess, not a dent in the door. A strange, unwelcome hollow opened in my chest.I crossed the room slowly, scanning for any hint of where he’d gone. Then I noticed his closet door left open. One of his shirts—black, soft, worn enough to know he liked it—hung loosely from the edge.I reached for it.My fingers sank into the fabric, and the scent hit me before I’d even lifted it.Rhett's warm, cedar scent. Something that felt like the memory of being held too tightly, kissed too hard, wanted too much.My heart kicked.Before I could think twice, I tugged the shirt on. It swallowed me
Hello dear readers, I'm sorry for the inconsistency lately. Actually, this month has been a whole lot shitty for me. But I'll try as possible to be back fully by next month. For the remaining days of this month, update won't be coming. And oh, yes! This book will be coming to an end soon and we're gonna kick off officially with the second book "Ruin Me, Saint" (though I'll be updating once a while die to busy schedules) Guys, you can try out my new baby🤭 I just felt the need to disclose it to you guys on a short notice because your engagements keeps me going.Ciao Bella🖤
Chapter 66Rhett's POV Dominic’s voice was the first thing I heard when we stepped inside the villa.Astrid froze behind me. I felt it—the slight falter in her steps, the sudden inhale she tried to hide. And I hated that Dominic noticed it.He always noticed everything.He stood near the overhang, cigar between his fingers, one eyebrow raised like he’d been waiting for me to walk right into his trap. The lights above him cast a shadow across his jaw, making the small smirk tugging at his mouth look crueler.“So you knowingly skipped the makeup dinner with Serena Valenti for the toy behind you?”Astrid stiffened.I straightened, slowly positioning myself in front of her.Dominic’s eyes flicked down to where Astrid’s hand was still half tangled with mine from the rain. He paused and the smirk widened.“Bold, Rhett.” His voice dropped. “But risky. Unless she’s that sweet. Sweet enough to make you forget your own damn operations.”Astrid tried to pull her hand away.I tightened my grip.







