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The 6-Hour Countdown
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One Night, One Baby, One Billionaire Mess Hollow Echoes
AVA The temperature in the room was far too low. Walls made of concrete. One hanging lightbulb. And a quiet so dense it chokes me. I was not by myself. My infants were not wailing anymore, but I knew they were nearby. I felt them. I refrained from screaming. That is exactly what they wanted. Instead, I calmed my breathing and looked about. There were no windows, only an iron door with a buzzing camera in the corner. I was being watched. What is the worst part? They did not even bother to blindfold me. They did not intend to let me escape. Footsteps reverberated. Slow. Measured. The door creaked as it opened. And a woman stepped inside. That is not Rachel.Someone has done worse. The similarity made my blood run cold. She grinned as if it hurt to be fake. "You do not remember me?" I chose not to respond. She approached and crouched in front of me. "I am Camille Vance. Brigham has a sister." My breath had come to an end. "He is dead," I announced
One Night, One Baby, One Billionaire Mess Ashes and Aftermath
AVA I woke up in a hospital bed. The sheets are white. Monitors that emit beeping sounds. A deep ache ran through my entire body. However, the silence beside me made my heart freeze. "Damian?" I croaked while attempting to sit up. The door opened and there he was. Burned. Bandaged and still alive. He ran up to me, tears welling in his eyes. "You are okay," he said, his voice cracking. "You are here." He cupped my face and kissed my forehead repeatedly. "And what about the baby?" I inquired, fear tearing at my chest. "She is perfect," he muttered. "She is down the hallway. "You passed out during the airlift." Tears clouded my view.I did not worry about the scars. There is smoke. There is a pain. We are still alive. Every one of us. DAMIAN We did not talk about Brigham for two days. Alternatively, use the files. Alternatively, Elias had not made it out. We just held our kids. I watched as they breathed. Ava insisted on naming our daught
One Night, One Baby, One Billionaire Mess Born In The Fire
AVA I was going to give birth on an explosive-wired floor. That was all I could think about as pain raced through my lower back and up my spine. The world around me blurred and sirens in the distance, Elias yelling orders, and the countdown on the screen flashing like a curse: 00:02:34. "Do not push yet!" Damian shouted. "I do not have an option!" I yelled back, sweat running down my temples. My vision was blurry. The pain was relentless, coming in sharp and quick waves. My body was already performing what instinct required. And what about this baby?It was not awaiting safety. It was now becoming a reality. "I need something," Damian said Elias. "A towel, a coat, whatever!" He removed his own jacket and knelt in front of me, attempting to support me. I clutched his arms tightly and hung on for my dear life. I was holding our son. Our second kid, a daughter, was to be born in the midst of hell. DAMIAN The screen on the wall was flashing red. 00:01:59.
One Night, One Baby, One Billionaire Mess The Memory of Fire
DAMIAN I had spent years trying to forget the day my father died. Now I was informed it was the key to everything. Elias leaned across the table, his voice quiet. "Your memory was not lost; it was buried. Tragedy has kept me captive. Damian, you witnessed something Brigham needed to erase for good that night." I just shook my head. "I was 12 years old. I can scarcely recall the crash.""Not the crash," Elias remarked. "What prompted it." Ava's hand found mine beneath the table, anchoring me. I did not notice I was shaking. "What'd I see?" I enquired. Elias was staring at me. "That is what you have got to tell me." He retrieved a vial. Clear. Cold.Ava inquired. "A neuronal stimulant. Military-grade. It is not permanent, but it will dig. It will compel your brain to reveal whatever it is hiding." I acted without hesitation. I took it from his grasp. Ava grasped my wrist. "Damian…""I have to know. "If you use this and something goes wrong..." "I must
One Night, One Baby, One Billionaire Mess The Womb of Power
AVA I should have made a lunge. Should have slapped her. Screamed. I finished something. But I didn't. I just stared at Rachel and her large pregnancy, her bare feet on the stone floor, and the ghost of smugness in her eyes. She did not seem shocked to see us. She seems to have been waiting. "Are you planning to kill me?" She asked, her lips curving slightly. "That would be very dramatic.""No," I responded flatly. "That would be kind." She stepped back. I did not want to go in, but Damian insisted, and I followed. The home was dim and silent, resembling a convent but with medical-grade sterility. It felt more like a lab than a home. Who is the father? I inquired.Rachel did not make eye contact with me. "You know already.""Do you mean the monster that almost killed my son?" I let out a hiss. "You are carrying his child?""I am carrying legacy," she remarked coldly. "Something you would never understand." I took a step forward. "That is not legacy
One Night, One Baby, One Billionaire Mess The Other Cradle
AVA We did not speak the entire way back. Our boy clung to me, as if he understood how close we were to losing him. My hand would never leave his back. I flinched every time he whimpered. Every time Damian looked at me, then away, I flinched harder. He was trying to hide something. I felt it as if it were a sixth sense, the imperceptible rigidity in his jaw, the quiet tapping of his thumb against the armrest, the way he avoided making eye contact. I finally broke the silence and added, "You know who it is." Damian did not reply. I pressed it again. "The other pregnancy, Brigham's second leverage. "You recognize who it is." His silence affirmed it. My heart fell. "Say something."Nothing has changed so far. "Damian, say it!" He exhaled, as if the words had hurt. "Rachel." My stomach turned at the name. "She falsified everything," he said. "Her entire meltdown. She realized she would failed. Brigham must have anticipated this contingency several months a
One Night, One Baby, One Billionaire Mess Countdown of Choices
AVA Pregnant? The word struck me like a train. Not my. This is someone else's. But Brigham's gaze was on me, and his speech slithered through the speakers like venom. "You thought it was about vengeance? "What about control?" He said. "No, Ava." This was about producing a perfect storm. I established a legacy, not simply a weapon."My knees locked. Damian was speaking shouting back but I could not hear him over the sound of my heartbeat. My baby stirred inside me, as if it sensed the shift in gravity. Another child. Somewhere. What source? From whom? "Who is she?" I eventually asked, my voice scratchy. Brigham smiled. "You will meet her soon." I glanced to Damian, but he was also stopped, a thousand ideas racing through his mind none of which were pleasant. "I am going to count down," Brigham explained. "In ten seconds. "Either you give me that file... or you lose your son.""Do not do this!" I yelled. "Ten…"Damian grabbed my wrist. "Nine…" His thumb s
One Night, One Baby, One Billionaire Mess The 6-Hour Countdown
DAMIAN I have had billion-dollar losses, takeover threats, and even near-fatal crashes. But nothing had prepared me for the sight of my son on the TV. He was barefoot in a cold, gloomy room, his little hands hammering against the air while he sobbed. Alone. Afraid. Ava let out a scream. Not loud, not crazy, just a little, shattered sound that told me something in her had fractured straight down the middle. I caught her as she lurched back, her body already heading for the door. "We have to leave," she said. But I took her wrist. "No." Her eyes widened dramatically. "What do you mean by no?""We have got six hours. If we go too quickly or show our hand, they will injure him before we arrive. "You are aware of this.""I cannot sit here." I clinched my jaw and snapped, "I am not asking you to sit.""I am telling you to fight smartly." She flinched. I breathed and stepped forward. My hand slid around the back of her neck to ground her. Grounding myself. "
One Night, One Baby, One Billionaire Mess The woman before me
AVA My fingers trembled as I scrolled through the file Damian had given me. Photos. There are so many photos. I was at a birthday celebration. I graduated from college. My first flat, seen from outside. In addition, there were videos. CCTV footage is shown, as are interviews with academics and coworkers. Even a private investigator wrote: "The subject is extremely adaptive. Unmatched emotional resilience. "The ideal candidate." Who is the best candidate for this position? "This is not surveillance," I said quietly, nausea rising in my stomach. "This is a case record." Damian sat across from me, the screen glow reflected in his eyes. "You were part of something before we met." I glanced up, my heart pounding. "Do you think I worked for them?"No," he answered firmly. "I believe they were watching you." They are grooming you, Planning." I murmured, "For you." He gave a nod. "It was not random," he continued. "Our meeting." We are married. "Even the
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