LOGINTo all my amazing readers, Thank you—from the depth of my heart—for walking through this journey with me. Your support, your patience, your comments, and your love kept me going every step of the way. I am truly grateful to everyone who stayed with this story until the very end. If at any point th
“Okay, Daddy,” Dimitri agreed. “I’ll go tell Mrs. Gloria to get me ready!” Denovon set him down carefully, and Dimitri dashed off to find Mrs. Gloria—who wasn’t just their cook but also Dimitri’s nanny. “Slow down, Dimitri!” Emily called with a tired sigh. “Why does he like running every time?”
“I promise you will never be at a disadvantage.” The words suddenly crossed Emily’s mind one warm summer afternoon as she was tidying her son’s room. She paused, walked quickly to the shelf, and pulled out a book that had been untouched for a long time. She opened a page—and there it was. Her
Emily lay on the hospital bed, her eyes fixed on her tiny son sleeping in the crib beside her. It had been four days since she gave birth, yet everything still felt unreal. She kept staring at him, afraid that if she blinked too long, he might disappear. They were still in the hospital and would re
(The Next Day) Emily’s eyelashes fluttered slowly, like they were too heavy to lift. Her lips parted, and she released a faint, shaky breath before her eyes finally opened—tired, hazy, but alive. “You’re awake,” Denovon said in relief, quickly leaning forward. He had been watching her for hours, w
Denovon had never felt so helpless in his life. He paced back and forth in front of the labour room door, his hands clenched tightly, his heart beating so fast it felt like it was punching his chest. Every soft cry and every faint sound coming from inside the room made his whole body stiffen in fea
The meeting resumed, but nothing felt the same. Mr. Carter sat stiffly in his chair, his hand trembling slightly as he flipped through the agenda papers. Every word that came out of his mouth sounded forced—choked by tension. Emily sat tall and calm beside him, silently taking notes as if she wasn’
Zayne sat back in the VIP lounge, sunk deep into the black leather booth. His jaw was tight, shoulders stiff. He hadn’t touched his drink in twenty minutes. He looked like a man chewing on glass. Leo Blake sipped from his tumbler and gave him a teasing grin. “So… how does it feel?” Zayne didn’t l
The black car rolled to a gentle stop in front of the luxury beach resort. Emily leaned closer to the window, her eyes widening at the sight of the clear blue ocean stretching endlessly in front of them. It was still morning, and the sun wasn’t out yet. The sky looked calm and pale. The wind carrie
Emily walk straight to their bedroom as soon as they got home. Her anger had cooled down a bit, but her chest was still rising and falling fast. Her hands were clenched by her sides. She didn’t say a word to Denovon. She just walked to the closet, changed out of her clothes into her sleepwear, then







