INICIAR SESIÓNKylie’s POVI never knew hospital were terrifying when it was time to deliver.Yamah sat in the chair beside my hospital bed, leaning forward, elbows on his knees, fingers clasped tightly together. He hadn’t said much since we arrived. He just kept watching me like if he removed his eyes from me, something would go wrong.“You’re okay,” he kept saying.I wasn’t sure if he was reassuring me or himself.The contractions came in waves. Each one sharper than the last. I gripped the sheets and tried to breathe the way the nurse instructed, but my thoughts louder than the pain.His hair,his eyes. What if the features were clear.The nurse checked me again and gave Yamah a polite but firm look.“Sir, we’ll need you to step outside for a while.”His head snapped up. “Why?”“Hospital policy.”He hesitated.I swallowed and forced myself to speak.“It’s fine. I’ll be okay.”He looked at me like he didn’t believe that.“Kylie—”“Please.”My voice cracked.He studied my face for a second longer th
Kylie’s POVI don’t know how long I stood there.The mirror had become a habit lately. I always observed how the baby was kicking but then my body didn’t feel like it belonged to me anymore.I traced my fingers slowly over the curve of my stomach. Alive in a way that felt both miraculous and terrifying.“In no time,” I whispered to my reflection, “you’ll be here soon.”The words trembled more than I expected.The baby shifted slightly under my palm, and I inhaled sharply. Every movement reminded me that this wasn’t theoretical anymore. There would be a face. Eyes. nose and Fingers. Who would he resemble. That was what scared me the most.I leaned closer to the mirror, studying my own features. My nose. My mouth. My eyes.Would the baby have his eyes or mine?The thought tightened something in my chest. It would be the hair first. Everyone notices hair. If it came out thick and dark like Liam’s…My throat dried.The DNA test said one thing but my heart knew the truth.Behind me, the
Yamah’s POVThe moment she saw the name, I knew I had run out of time.“Kira?” Kylie’s voice wasn’t loud. It was worse. Calm. Measured. Thinking.Liam was still catching his breath across the room, but suddenly he didn’t matter. The air shifted. The danger wasn’t him anymore.It was the phone in my hand.“Who is Kira?” she asked again.I locked the screen.“No one important.”Her eyes didn’t leave my face. She wasn’t the same girl who used to accept my answers just because I sounded confident. She had started watching me. Studying me.“Kira isn’t no one,” she said quietly. “You don’t tense up for no one.”I forced a small exhale. Controlled. “It’s business.”“At this hour?”“Yes.”She stepped closer. Not aggressively. Intentionally.“You don’t look at business like that,” she said.Like what?Like I had just seen a ghost.Liam gave a weak laugh from the side. “Oh, this is interesting.”“Stay out of it,” I said sharply without looking at him.But Kylie heard the shift in my tone. She a
Kylie’s POVI was still staring at the ring on my finger when Yamah pulled me gently toward him.“You’re thinking too much,” he murmured.“I just got engaged to the most powerful man in the city,” I replied lightly. His lips curved slightly. “You didn’t get engaged to just me. You got engaged to power.”There was something about the way he said that. Calm but Possessive in a way that almost felt safe.He brushed his thumb along my jaw and leaned in more. The kiss started slow. I tried to lose myself in it. Tried to silence the tiny voice in my head that kept whispering that the baby in my stomach was Liam's. His hands rested at my waist, steady, firm. Mine moved to his shoulders. For a moment, everything outside the room disappeared.Then his phone vibrated but he ignored it. I pulled back slightly. “You’re not going to check that?”“It can wait,” he said.The phone vibrated again.And again.That was when he sighed and reached for it lazily.But before he could turn the screen awa
CHAPTER 35Kylie’s POVI barely slept the night before the DNA test.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Yamah, Loving me without questions. And then Liam’s face followed right after with anger and hurt. Desperate to prove that the child inside me was his.My chest felt tight and heavy. Like I was standing at the edge of a cliff with nowhere safe to fall.Morning came earlier than I expected. Liam arrived early, exactly as he had threatened. He did not even knock properly. Just walked in with that same stubborn energy, like I owed him answers.“Get ready,” he said. “We’re leaving now.”I forced a small smile. “Good morning to you too”“This isn’t a joke, Kylie.”His voice softened slightly when he looked at my stomach. But the tension in his eyes never disappeared.We drove to the hospital in silence.The air inside the car felt thick. Liam kept glancing at me like he was already preparing for victory. Like he was certain the results would bring me back to him.When we arrived, the ho
Klington’s POV The air outside the prison gates tasted different.I should have felt relieved, but instead there was only pressure sitting inside my chest like there was unfinished business.Kylie walked beside me quietly. She looked tense and distracted, like her thoughts were running faster than her steps. I watched her carefully. She bailed me even when she barely knew me. That alone said a lot about her character.A good heart in a dangerous world.We reached the car park and stopped beside her vehicle. She turned to me quietly. “So… will you help me?” she asked again, her voice cautious.I leaned against the car and crossed my arms. “You really believe your best friend could be a killer?”Her eyes hardened slightly. “I don’t want to believe it. But I can’t ignore the signs either.”I studied her face. too pure for the chaos surrounding her.That was when something inside me shifted.Maybe it was guilt.Maybe it was the fact that she had taken a risk for me when she didn’t have to
Kylie’s POVThe silence between us felt heavier than words.Yamah stood by the window, phone pressed to his ear, his back straight, his voice calm as he handled numbers that could come across his phone. I watched him from the edge of the couch, my hands folded tightly in my lap, my body restless in
Yamah’s POVA call came in just as I was about to sign off on the last transfer.I hadn’t noticed Kylie watching me from the doorway until her shadow shifted against the glass wall of my office. She didn’t interrupt. She never did. She only observed, quietly, like she was still learning how to fit
Chapter 11Aurora’s POVI watched him from across the courtyard, broad shoulders closed in a crisp army suit, hands in pockets like he owned the cell. Fred. Loyal, handsome, and utterly predictable—but that predictability was exactly why I could bend him to my will.My heart beat faster than it sho
Kylie’s POVBy the time I realized my hands were shaking and sweaty, the pen was already between my fingers.The room was quiet. Too quiet for something this important. The long glass table reflected my face back at me, composed and unreadable. I barely recognized the woman staring back. She looked







