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THREADS OF FOREVER
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2026-10-23 17:47:22
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The Billionaire That Couldn’t Let Her Go A NEW DAWN
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-SIX: A NEW DAWNSERENA’S POVThe early morning sun poured through the high archways of the master bathroom, painting the marble floors in long, brilliant streaks of amber and gold. Outside, the heavy winter snows had melted, making way for the gentle, crisp breeze of early spring.I stood in front of the vanity, my hands trembling slightly as I stared down at the small plastic stick resting beside the sink.Two solid pink lines burned clearly against the white plastic.My breath caught sharply in my chest, a sudden wave of sweet, dizzying emotion washing over me from head to toe. I lifted my gaze to meet my own eyes in the mirror, my heart hammering a chaotic, joyful rhythm against my ribs.Pregnant.A new life was growing inside me. A child created out of the unbroken, fierce love Caspian and I had fought so hard to reclaim.A gentle knock echoed through the heavy door, shattering the quiet stillness of the room."Serena?" Caspian’s deep, raspy voice ca
The Billionaire That Couldn’t Let Her Go FIREPLACE AND FAMILY
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-SEVEN: FIREPLACE AND FAMILY SERENA’S POVThe lights of the conservatory reception had faded into a cozy glow as the evening settled deep into Christmas Eve. Outside, the steady snowfall had transformed the estate grounds into a winter kingdom, but inside the main drawing room, the air was thick with warmth, laughter, and the crackle of fire in the massive stone hearth.We had abandoned our formal wedding attire an hour earlier. I was now dressed in a soft, oversized cashmere sweater and comfortable lounge trousers, my hair tied back in a loose, casual braid.Sitting cross legged on the Persian rug right in front of the fireplace was Lucas, aggressively shaking a small, wrapped box as if trying to decode its contents by sound alone. Across from him, leaning back comfortably against the velvet sofa with her legs draped lazily over the cushion, sat Bianca. A crystal glass of sparkling cider rested in her hand, her dark eyes darting between Lucas and the f
The Billionaire That Couldn’t Let Her Go WALKING INTO THE LIGHT
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-FOUR: WALKING INTO THE LIGHTSERENA’S POVThe sounds of the string instruments filled the conservatory.Outside the soaring glass walls of the conservatory, a thick blanket of white snow fell softly under the dark Christmas Eve sky. Inside, the conservatory was an enchanted forest of silver light and winter roses. Hundreds of floating candles in cryst hung from the glass dome, casting a soft, golden light across the aisle, which was carpeted thick with white rose petals.I stood behind the closed double doors of the conservatory foyer, my hands trembling slightly against the stem of my bouquet."Stop shaking," Bianca whispered softly from my right, stepping up to adjust the sheer lace of my cathedral veil as it cascaded down my back. "You look so ridiculously gorgeous it's actually unfair."I turned my head to look at my twin sister. She wore a tailored, ice-blue gown that complemented her dark hair. "I'm not nervous about marrying him again, Bia," I m
The Billionaire That Couldn’t Let Her Go THREADS OF FOREVER
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-THREE: THREADS OF FOREVERSERENA’S POVThe conservatory had been transformed into a winter wonderland. High glass domes reflected the pale December sunlight, throwing geometric patterns of gold across white marble floors lined with lush garlands of silver eucalyptus, pine needles, and hundreds of fresh white winter roses.With only three days remaining until Christmas Eve, the entire estate was humming with of final wedding preparations.I stood on a velvet-covered ramp in the center of the conservatory, keeping perfectly still while two tailors hovered around me with pins tucked between their lips. Across the room, Bianca was lounging back on al sofa, her ankles crossed, lazily sipping a mug of spiced tea while scrutinizing every fold of my dress like a drill sergeant inspecting a fresh recruit."Lower the left side half an inch," Bianca commanded dryly, gesturing with her mug toward the floor. "The heavy silk on that train is bunching up against her
The Billionaire That Couldn’t Let Her Go MORNING
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-TWO: MORNINGSERENA'S POVThe master suite was cool. The air from the vents brushed my bare shoulders while the space under the duvet stayed warm with the heat of two bodies that had finally stopped running from each other. I lay on my side and watched Caspian sleep. The sharp lines around his mouth had eased. The constant control he wore like armor was gone. His dark hair fell across his forehead, one arm rested heavy over the sheet near my waist. He looked younger. Peaceful in a way the last months had almost made me forget was possible.I reached out and traced a fingertip along the edge of his jaw without waking him. The skin was warm. My chest felt tight with something that was not fear for once. We had survive and somehow we had ended up back in this bed with the door locked and the rest of the world shut out.I decided I did not want him to wake the ordinary way.I shifted carefully under the heavy duvet, the sheet whispered against my skin as I m
The Billionaire That Couldn’t Let Her Go THE FINAL GHOST OF THE PAST
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-ONE: THE FINAL GHOST OF THE PASTCASPIAN’S POVThe room was smaller than the one where Bianca visited Damian. This was a sterile, suffocating little box containing only a bolted metal table and two chairs separated by reinforced security glass.I stood in the center of the room, my hands buried in my pocket, my eyes fixed on the door across the glass partition.A moment later, a pair of armed guards escorted her in.Helena Laurent looked a fraction of the woman who had once commanded the Laurent boardroom with elegance. Her silver hair was unstyled, falling loosely around her gaunt face, and the expensive designer suits had been replaced by a coarse jumpsuit. Yet, even in handcuffs, her posture remained rigid, her chin lifted with that same stubborn, unyielding arrogance that had defined every waking hour of her war against my father and me.She sat down slowly, the heavy metal chair scraping against the floor. She looked up through the smudged glass, h
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