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2026-08-30 01:53:14
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The Alpha's Forbidden Heir A Heartbeat and a Warning
Dr. Whitmore arrived through the service entrance three days later, her car unremarkable, her bag carried like she was making a routine house call rather than crossing enemy lines to check on a De Luca hidden inside Moretti territory. Damian met her at the door personally, something tense in his shoulders as he led her upstairs. "Thank you for coming out here. I know it's an unusual request." "You're not the first powerful man to ask me to be discreet." She followed him without further comment, her eyes taking in the grandeur of the house with the practiced neutrality of someone who'd learned long ago not to react to wealth. "How is he doing? Physically." "Better than I expected, honestly. Though he still won't tell me half of what he's actually feeling." "That sounds exactly like him," she said dryly, and Damian's mouth twitched despite the tension in the moment. Leon was waiting in their room, perched on the edge of the bed, relief washing visibly over his face the moment
The Alpha's Forbidden Heir Evenings Like This
Damian got home later than he'd promised, the sky already deepening into dusk by the time his car pulled up the long drive, and he found Leon exactly where Maria had left him, still by the pool, a light blanket now draped over his shoulders against the cooling air. "You've been out here all day?" Damian asked, dropping onto the stone edge beside him, loosening his tie with one hand. "Most of it." Leon didn't look over, eyes fixed on the water, now catching the last orange light of evening. "It's the only place in this house that doesn't feel like it's waiting for something." "That's a strange way to describe a house." "Is it?" Leon finally turned to him. "Every hallway has a portrait of someone judging me. Every room feels like it's holding its breath until your grandfather walks in and decides whether I've earned being there. Out here, it's just water. It doesn't care who my family is." Damian was quiet for a moment, something in his expression softening. "I used to come ou
The Alpha's Forbidden Heir House Rule
Morning light spilled across the bed, and Leon woke first, staring at the ceiling with the particular clarity that comes after doing something you've already decided to regret. Damian stirred beside him a moment later, and Leon sat up before either of them could say anything that made the previous night feel more complicated than it already did. "We need a rule," Leon said, pulling the sheet up around himself. "Good morning to you too." "I'm serious, Damian." He turned to face him, forcing his voice steady despite the flush still warm across his skin. "You don't come out of the shower like that again. No towel, no dripping, none of it. If you need to walk from bathroom to dresser, you do it fully dressed or you send Maria to fetch clothes first." Damian propped himself up on one elbow, something almost amused tugging at his mouth despite the gravity Leon was clearly aiming for. "That's a very specific rule." "It's a necessary rule." "Alright." He held up both hands, mock surren
The Alpha's Forbidden Heir What the Heat Decides
The kitchen was warm and smelled like rosemary, a pot still simmering on the stove though Maria had already retired for the night, a note propped against a covered dish reading simply eat, both of you, don't argue about it. Damian pulled out a chair for Leon before taking his own, ladling soup into two bowls with more care than the task required. "She worries about you," Damian said, sliding a bowl across the table. "She worries about everyone. I think it's just how she loves people." Leon wrapped both hands around the bowl, letting the warmth seep into his palms. "It's nice, actually. I haven't had someone fuss over me like this since I was small." "Your mother doesn't fuss?" "She does. Differently." Leon stirred his spoon slowly through the broth. "Careful fussing. Like she's always aware someone might be watching how she does it." He glanced up. "Maria doesn't seem to care who's watching." "She's never had to." Something fond crossed Damian's face. "She raised half this
The Alpha's Forbidden Heir What He Didn't Say
Damian found Leon curled on the window seat in their room that evening, knees drawn to his chest, phone resting face down on the cushion beside him like he didn't trust himself not to look at it again. "You're quiet." Damian shrugged out of his jacket, draping it over the back of a chair. "Bad day?" "Rafael called." Damian went still, the jacket forgotten in his hand. "What did he say." "He called my university. The one I told my mother I'd be attending." Leon's voice came out flat, exhausted. "There's no record of me enrolled anywhere, obviously, because it doesn't exist, and he wanted to know why." "What did you tell him." "That he probably called the wrong department. That admissions doesn't always talk to the individual programs." Leon dragged a hand down his face. "I got irritated with him instead of scared. I think it worked. I think he backed off, mostly." "Mostly." "He said it was strange. The timing, how sudden it was." Leon looked up at him finally, something raw and
The Alpha's Forbidden Heir Nothing to Give Him
Leon forced his voice steady, every muscle in his body gone rigid against the wall of the hallway. "You probably called the wrong department." He kept his tone flat, bored even, the exact register he'd use for something not worth his time. "It's a large university, Rafael. Admissions doesn't always talk to the individual programs, and international students get filed differently half the time. I'm not surprised whoever you spoke to had nothing on record." A beat of silence on the other end. Just long enough that Leon wondered if he'd oversold it. "Convenient explanation," Rafael said finally, though something in his voice had shifted, less certain than a moment ago. "It's not an explanation. It's how university bureaucracy works." Leon let a thread of irritation slip into his voice now, deliberate, the kind of impatience a person actually inconvenienced by a stupid accusation would have. "Did you call the literature department specifically, or just the general admissions line?
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