LOGINI looked back into his eyes.“I need time.”He nodded.“I'll give you time.”He kissed my forehead gently.“But understand something.”“What?”“I've made my choice.”His eyes held mine.“I choose you.”Then he walked toward the door.I remained standing in the middle of the room long after he left.My fingers slowly moved to my stomach.A tiny life was growing inside me.And for the first time, I wasn't thinking about who would win the war.I was thinking about what kind of life I wanted my child to have.And perhaps...What kind of man I wanted beside us.Alex had made his choice.Now the terrifying part was realizing that soon...I would have to make mine.I sat down on the edge of the bed, my thoughts becoming heavier with every passing second.Was Alex really ready to let go of this life?Could a man who had spent so long surrounded by violence simply walk away from it because he had fallen in love?Could he really become someone different?Not just for me...But for our baby?I w
The next morning, I woke earlier than usual.Alex was already gone.I could tell from the empty space beside me and the faint sound of voices drifting through the hallway downstairs.For a moment, I remained in bed, staring at the ceiling.Then I heard my name.I sat upright.My heart immediately began beating faster.I slipped out of bed and quietly opened the bedroom door.The voices became clearer.Alex.And several of his men.They were gathered in the sitting room.I knew I shouldn't listen.But after everything that had happened the previous day, curiosity got the better of me.I moved quietly toward the staircase and stopped where I could hear them without being seen.“You think I don't hear the conversations happening behind my back?”Alex's voice was calm.Too calm.That was what made it dangerous.One of the men answered cautiously.“Boss, nobody meant—”“Don't.”The single word silenced him.“I've heard enough.”I held my breath.Alex continued.“You're here because I trust
That evening, Alex and I had dinner together.I tried to act normal.I really did.But he noticed.Of course he noticed.“You're quiet.”“I'm tired.”He studied me.“That isn't what this is.”I looked down at my plate.“You don't miss anything, do you?”“No.”He leaned back slightly.“What happened?”“Nothing.”“Vivian.”I sighed.“Some of your men don't like me.”His expression changed.Only slightly.But I noticed.“Who?”“I don't know.”“Names.”“That's not necessary.”“You should have at least a name.”I looked at him.“They were talking about me.”“What did they say?”I hesitated.“They think I'm becoming too comfortable here.”His jaw tightened.“What?”“They don't trust me.”Alex was silent.Then he reached across the table and took my hand.“I will speak to them tomorrow.”His words surprised me.“No, that's not what I want.”“Then what do you want?”“I feel they are not happy with how close we're getting with each other.”“It is none of their business.”His fingers tightened
Days passed.And somehow, without either of us making a formal decision, things between Alex and me changed.They became easier.Warmer.Almost normal.Perhaps it was because Alex had changed the atmosphere around me.Or perhaps it was because I had changed.I no longer watched every door.I no longer startled whenever footsteps approached.Instead, I woke each morning knowing there would be food waiting for me.Knowing Alex would probably ask whether I had slept well.Knowing that, at some point during the day, he would find an excuse to check on me.Sometimes it was obvious.Sometimes it wasn't.A cup of tea appearing beside me while I worked.A quiet reminder that I shouldn't skip lunch.A blanket being placed over my shoulders when I sat outside too long in the evening.Small things.Things that shouldn't have meant so much.But they did.Especially because I knew the man Alex was capable of being.I had seen his coldness.His ruthlessness.The way his voice could change when disc
Alex surprised me beyond anything I had imagined.For days, I had been rehearsing every possible reaction in my head.Anger.Disbelief.Suspicion.Maybe even rejection.Instead, when I finally told him I was pregnant, he simply stared at me for several seconds, as though he needed time to absorb the words.Then something softened in his eyes.He stepped closer.“Then you won't face this alone.”My breath caught.“What?”“You heard me.”He reached for my hand.“I don't care what happened before you came here. I don't care about what you had with Zane. And I don't care how complicated everything is.”His fingers closed around mine.“If this is my child, then I'm going to take responsibility.”I stared at him.“You're not angry?”“Why would I be?”“Because of everything.”A faint smile touched his lips.“Vivian, you've been through enough.”Those words nearly broke me.I had expected interrogation.Instead, he had given me reassurance.I lowered my eyes, fighting the sudden sting behind
The next evening, after dinner, I returned to my bedroom.I closed the door behind me.Then leaned against it.My heart was pounding.I slowly walked toward the window.Outside, the grounds were quiet.The security lights illuminated the gardens, while darkness stretched beyond the property.I wrapped my arms around myself."Tell him."I whispered the words."Just tell him."But saying it aloud didn't make it easier.I walked toward the bed.Then turned around.Then walked back toward the window.Then back again.I was pacing.Thinking.Overthinking.Imagining every possible reaction.Maybe he'd be happy.Maybe he'd be furious.Maybe he'd ask me why I waited.Maybe he'd immediately demand a paternity test.Maybe he'd walk away.Maybe he'd decide the baby wasn't his.Maybe he'd decide I wasn't worth the trouble.I stopped.My hand instinctively moved to my stomach."He's your father," I whispered.The words sounded strange.But strangely comforting too.I closed my eyes.I remembered A







