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Chapter 46.
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The Billionaire Baby Mama Returns Chapter 52.
Elena’s POV.“Cancel that,” I snapped, my voice cutting sharply through the foyer before the butler could take more than a single step forward.He stopped immediately, visibly caught between us, his attention flicking from Adrian to me with the kind of quiet alarm estate staff were trained to conceal but never fully could.I didn’t look at him again. My focus stayed locked entirely on Adrian as I pulled the suitcase handle free from his grip with more force than elegance, the effort sending a sharp tremor up my arm that I ignored as I drew the bag firmly back to my side.“You are not coming with me,” I said, lowering my voice instead of raising it, because cold certainty carried further than anger ever could.Adrian’s jaw tightened slightly, the brief surprise in his expression disappearing almost as quickly as it appeared, buried beneath the heavier frustration that had been building between us since Italy.“Elena, be reasonable,” he said. “You walking out of the estate alone hours a
The Billionaire Baby Mama Returns Chapter 51.
Elena’s POV.The glow from the encrypted phone burned into my vision long after I stopped reading, the words fixed in place in a way that made it impossible to look away even when I knew nothing would change.Surrender your shares, annul the marriage, and leave the country, or you will never see the boy again.The message was short, controlled, and completely devoid of anything unnecessary, which made it worse, because it meant whoever sent it knew exactly what they were doing and exactly how much they needed to say to make the threat land.“Elena.”Donovan’s voice reached me through the noise in my head, steady but closer now, pulling me back into the room I had momentarily lost track of, and when I finally looked up at him, I realized I had gone completely still without noticing.“What does it say?” he asked, his gaze locked on mine, reading the shift before I could even respond. “What do they want?”“They don’t want money,” I said, and my voice didn’t sound like it belonged to me,
The Billionaire Baby Mama Returns Chapter 50.
Donovan’s POV.The Century City penthouse was all glass and steel, built to dominate the skyline with a sweeping view of Los Angeles that usually felt like control, like ownership, like nothing in that sprawling grid could move without eventually crossing into your line of sight, but tonight the city only looked vast and indifferent, an endless maze of light and concrete where a five-year-old boy could disappear without resistance and never be found again, and for the first time since I acquired the place, I hated the view enough that I found myself turning away from it.The low hum of the encrypted servers filled the living room, steady and mechanical, the only sound cutting through the silence as my extraction team worked the grid from the dining table, their screens alive with movement, traffic feeds, surveillance pulls, and routing patterns that should have meant something by now but didn’t, because none of it led to him, none of it narrowed anything down, and all it did was reinf
The Billionaire Baby Mama Returns Chapter 49.
Elena’s POV.The flight from the Amalfi Coast to Los Angeles took twelve hours and forty minutes, and I felt every second of it settle into me like something heavy and unrelenting, stretching time until it lost all structure and became a continuous, suffocating wait that I couldn’t escape no matter how still I sat or how tightly I held onto what little control I had left.I didn’t sleep, I didn’t eat, and I didn’t move beyond what was necessary, sitting rigidly in the leather seat with my laptop open in front of me even after the screen had gone dark, my reflection faint against it as my fingers curled slowly into my palms until the pressure turned sharp enough to anchor me in something real. My thoughts refused to hold onto anything stable, slipping again and again back to the same place, the same image, the same terrifying absence, and every attempt to force structure into my mind collapsed instantly under the weight of it.Across the aisle, Adrian said nothing, but I could feel hi
The Billionaire Baby Mama Returns Chapter 48.
Elena’s POV.The truce we had settled into on the terrace the previous afternoon carried through the next day in a way that felt almost unnatural, like something fragile that neither of us was willing to touch in case it broke.There were no barbed comments over coffee, no calculated interruptions, no quiet territorial battles disguised as conversation. We moved around each other with a strange, unspoken awareness, maintaining distance without reinforcing it, and by the time the sun dipped below the horizon and the private chef cleared away the last course, the tension that usually filled every inch of space between us had thinned into something quieter. Not gone, not resolved, just… suspended.We sat across from each other at the teak table, the remains of grilled branzino and two half-finished glasses of Barolo between us, and for once, I wasn’t performing. There was no audience, no board, no press, no reason to hold the line so tightly that it cut into my own skin. The exhaustion
The Billionaire Baby Mama Returns Chapter 47.
Adrian’s POV.The sharp, rhythmic click of Elena’s heels faded down the hallway, leaving behind a silence that settled into the kitchen with a weight that had nothing to do with the heat pressing against the glass doors.I stood where she had left me, my gaze fixed on the empty space she’d occupied seconds ago, the espresso in my hand already cooling past the point of use before I tipped it into the sink and braced both palms against the marble. The surface was cold under my skin, grounding in a way nothing else had been since she walked out.Because you know exactly why not.The words didn’t echo loudly. They didn’t need to. They landed cleanly, precisely, and stayed there, lodged in a place I couldn’t argue my way out of.I had spent years learning how to dismantle resistance without appearing to apply pressure, how to read hesitation and convert it into leverage, how to take something guarded and make it yield without ever calling it force. That had always worked. It had worked in
The Billionaire Baby Mama Returns Chapter 7.
Elena’s POV."Hello, Adrian. I believe we have a wedding to discuss." The words left my lips smooth as glass. I watched the exact second the air vanished from Adrian Voss’s lungs. Five years ago, his stare had stripped me bare, leaving me crying in his office while he accused me of extortion. Now
The Billionaire Baby Mama Returns Chapter 9.
Elena’s P.O.V.The rain in Los Angeles looked different from fifty floors up. Five years ago, rain meant damp coats, leaky ceilings, and the bone‑deep chill of a decaying apartment. Tonight, it was silent lightning against the reinforced glass of my Century City penthouse. I stood by the window
The Billionaire Baby Mama Returns Chapter 12.
Elena’s P.O.V.The silence of my Century City penthouse was usually a sanctuary. Tonight, it felt like a countdown. I stood in the foyer, my heels discarded by the door, the silk of my blazer heavy on my shoulders—armor I wanted to peel away. My first day as master of Adrian Voss’s fate was over.
The Billionaire Baby Mama Returns Chapter 10.
Elena’s P.O.V. My office at The Clara Everett Group occupied the top two floors of a glass tower in downtown Los Angeles. Unlike the dark, suffocating mahogany of the Voss Industries boardroom, my domain was white marble and brushed steel—pure transparency. There were no corners here, no shado
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