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Chapter One Hundred Nineteen
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2025-09-23 07:00:48Mira’s P.O.V
The silence in the corridor lingered long after Ana’s footsteps had faded. It clung to me, heavier than before, as though the walls themselves had swallowed our unfinished words. My hand stayed pressed against my stomach, the baby restless beneath my palm. It was almost as if he too could feel the shift in the air—the quiet danger hiding behind every corner of this house.I turned away from the corridor, trying to steady my breathing. But the memory of Ana’s eyes—those quick, conflicted glances, the way her voice trembled—clung stubbornly to me. She wasn’t just a servant following orders. There was something more behind her silence. Something fragile, dangerous, unfinished.By the time I reached the sitting room, my legs ached with the weight of carrying nearly eight months of pregnancy. I lowered myself carefully onto the couch, letting out a slow exhale. My robe pooled around me, and I rested both hands over my belly, drawing strength from t
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Pregnant By The Billionaire Chapter One Hundred Fifty Seven
Mira’s P.O.VThe day ended with the sky dipped in gentle violet hues, fading slow against the horizon. Back at the villa, the air inside felt warm, humming with quiet life. It was strange how a place once surrounded by tension now felt... like a home.Dinner passed softly—grilled fish, fresh vegetables, rice, and a bowl of fruit Manang prepared with that patient affection that always reached beyond words. After, Luca had disappeared into his office for a call while I made my way to the living room.I settled on the couch, one hand over my belly, the other flipping slowly through a baby book I picked up in town earlier. It was filled with advice, little milestones, and first-year memories. Pages meant for first laughs, first steps, first words. My chest tightened at the thought.A life was about to begin. And somehow, I had been chosen to guide it.I glanced up when I heard footsteps. Luca appeared, loosening his tie, looking far too serious for a man who had just walked out of a phone
Pregnant By The Billionaire Chapter One Hundred Fifty Six
Mira’s P.O.VThe day unraveled in quiet softness.The sky was clear, washed pale blue by the early sun, and the air carried the coolness left by the night. I stood in front of the mirror, running my hands gently over the fabric of the dress I was wearing—simple, loose, soft cotton. Pregnancy had changed so much about me—my body, my rhythm, even my thoughts—but as I looked at my reflection, I didn’t feel lost anymore.For the longest time, I didn’t know who I was—daughter, runaway, mistake, survivor. But now… I was becoming someone new. Someone stronger. Someone needed.I walked downstairs slowly, careful with each step. The baby had been kicking more than usual this morning—not painful, just… eager. As if she wanted me to know she was there.The warm smell of bread reached me even before I stepped into the kitchen. Luca was there—sleeves rolled up, hair slightly messy, a dusting of flour on his shirt. For a man who seemed carved from marble and built out of shadows, there was always
Pregnant By The Billionaire Chapter One Hundred Fifty Five
Mira’s P.O.VThe sky was painted in hues of rose and amber when I woke that morning — the kind of sunrise that made the whole world look softer, almost fragile. The curtains swayed with the gentle ocean wind, and for a moment, I just lay there, feeling the rhythm of the waves outside and the slow, steady breathing beside me.Luca’s arm was draped over my waist, his hand resting protectively against my swollen belly. His face was buried near my shoulder, and the warmth of his breath brushed against my skin. There was something peaceful about the way he slept — a peace I rarely saw when his eyes were open.For so long, our mornings had been filled with tension, unspoken fears, and the weight of everything we’d been through. But now… it felt different. Calmer. Real.I carefully turned to face him. His hair was slightly messy, his jaw shadowed with a bit of stubble. I found myself smiling. The Luca I knew before — the cold, guarded man who built walls
Pregnant By The Billionaire Chapter One Hundred Fifty Four
Luca's P.O.VThe storm had passed, but the world hadn’t found its calm yet.The air outside still carried that heavy stillness that came after the rain—where everything smelled like wet earth and salt, and even the waves seemed to move more carefully, like they, too, were listening for something.I stood on the terrace, watching the horizon blur into silver and gray. The sky was clearing, but my mind wasn’t. The locket lay in my pocket, its weight sharper than it should have been. I’d been holding onto it all night, tracing its edges the way I used to trace a trigger—steady, deliberate, waiting for the right moment to act.Someone had come close enough to take Mira’s photo.Close enough to stand at our gate.Close enough to remind me that no matter how many walls I built, danger would always find its cracks.Behind me, the sound of soft footsteps pulled me back. Mira appeared by the doorway, wrapped in her cream robe, her hair still da
Pregnant By The Billionaire Chapter One Hundred Fifty Three
Mira's P.O.VThe sound of rain woke me before dawn.Gentle at first — a faint tapping against the glass — then stronger, like the sky had decided to cry for reasons it couldn’t explain.The world outside was gray and soft, the ocean blurred by mist. I watched it from the window seat, wrapped in a blanket, my hands cradling a warm cup of chamomile tea. The baby had been restless all night, kicking hard enough to pull me out of sleep every hour. Maybe she could sense the unease that had been lingering between Luca and me these past few days — the kind we didn’t talk about but both felt.He’d been quieter lately. Still gentle, still present, but distant. Like his body was here, but his mind was somewhere far away.When he held me, I could feel it in the way his fingers hesitated before tightening. When he kissed me goodnight, I could taste it — that small, bitter trace of worry he tried to hide.And maybe I was pretending, too. Pret
Pregnant By The Billionaire Chapter One Hundred Fifty Two
Luca's P.O.VThe moment I stepped into the office, I felt it.That strange, heavy stillness — like the air itself was holding its breath.I’d been in enough boardrooms, enough war rooms, to know what unease felt like. But this one was quieter. More subtle. The kind that seeps under your skin before you realize it’s there.The guards at the main door nodded as I passed, but even they seemed tense. I didn’t comment. I just kept walking, my shoes echoing against the polished marble floor until I reached my office at the end of the hall.Inside, the scent of leather and espresso filled the room. The blinds were half-open, casting angled stripes of sunlight across the floor. On my desk, a file lay waiting — open, as if someone had been reading it before I arrived.“Who was here?” I asked, my tone flat.Marco appeared from the adjoining room, expression uneasy. “No one, sir. I just placed that file there a few minutes ago.”
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