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Chapter 30: The Complication

作者: Elektra Quill
last update 公開日: 2026-03-29 19:48:27

The pregnancy test sat on the marble sink like evidence.

Nyx stared at it the way she stared at contracts with complete clinical distance. Two pink lines. A problem with a clear solution. She’d handled worse before breakfast.

She set it down and began her calculation.

Seven weeks. The conception was irrelevant what mattered was the timeline. The legitimization strategy needed six months minimum to solidify. A pregnancy would slow her down by approximately four weeks of physical limitation. A ch
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  • THE BILLIONAIRE SUGAR BABY   CHAPTER 38: THE BAG

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  • THE BILLIONAIRE SUGAR BABY   Chapter 34: The Mother

    Liora Solari didn’t announce herself.She just appeared in the penthouse like she owned it, which technically she probably did. Nyx was reviewing financial reports when she felt the shift in the air. Not Vane. Not staff. Someone whose presence demanded recalibration.The woman standing by the windows was beautiful in the way that came from refusing to apologize for aging. She was maybe in her early fifties, with sharp cheekbones and eyes that had learned to weaponize disappointment. She wore designer black like it was armor.Nyx set down her laptop.She had met Vane's mother before but This was the test. The moment that would determine whether Liora saw her as a threat or a decoration.Liora turned, and her smile was all teeth. No warmth. Just recognition that Nyx had just made a calculated move.“So he told you I was dying,” Liora said, moving toward the couch like Nyx’s refusal to stand was perfectly expected. “Did he also tell you why I came here? Did he mention that I’m here to de

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  • THE BILLIONAIRE SUGAR BABY   Chapter 19: The Performance

    Nyx stood in front of the mirrors in the master closet walk-in didn't even begin to describe it and understood something crucial: the Syndicate was watching, which meant she needed to perform being a woman who’d successfully betrayed her lover. Which meant every outfit, every movement, every carefu

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    The message arrived at 7:13 AM. Not from Castellano’s personal number. From the council’s official channel. Which meant it wasn’t a request. It was a command wrapped in the language of civility.You are summoned to appear before the council. Milan. 9:30 AM. Come alone.Two hours and seventeen minut

  • THE BILLIONAIRE SUGAR BABY   Chapter 17: The Safehouse

    The safehouse was a box, Literally a concrete box built into the side of a mountain thirty kilometers outside Milan. No windows. No external access except through a tunnel. The kind of place that existed for one reason: to disappear.Vane locked the door, three separate bolts, each one deliberate a

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