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The Billionaire's Dirty Secrets CHAPTER 83
CHAPTER 83Calla's POVThe night was a blur of terror and relief.Eleanor's "problem" turned out to be a minor respiratory scare common in preemies, quickly stabilized, nothing like the catastrophe my mind had conjured. By dawn, she was breathing on her own again, her tiny chest rising and falling with the rhythm of life.I stayed at her side through it all, holding her hand through the incubator's opening, whispering promises I prayed I could keep. Ronan stayed too the first time he'd been present for more than minutes since her birth. But we didn't speak. Didn't touch. The rooftop hung between us like a ghost.When the crisis passed, when the doctors assured us she was stable, we returned to the penthouse in separate cars. Separate lives. Separate everything.And this morning, Ronan called the meeting.I wasn't invited.I found out through Anya, who found out through Beck, who was currently in Ronan's study with Dorian and the head of security. The door was closed, the voices muffle
The Billionaire's Dirty Secrets CHAPTER 82
CHAPTER 82Calla's POVTwo weeks.Fourteen days of Ronan's absence, physical and emotional. He came home late, left early, buried himself in work and searches for Viktor's remaining network. He visited Eleanor once, for exactly eleven minutes, holding her like she might break before handing her back to the nurse with visible relief.I stopped counting the minutes he didn't spend with us.I stopped waiting for him to see me.And Dorian... Dorian was always there.Not intrusive. Never pushy. Just present in doorways, on night rounds, in the kitchen at 2 AM when sleep wouldn't come. We talked about everything and nothing. His childhood in Romania. My disastrous attempt at becoming an art curator. The way Isobel had started calling me "Mama" without prompting, the word still making my heart ache.He listened. Really listened. His green eyes held mine like I was the only person in the world worth hearing.And slowly, without meaning to, I started to unfurl.It happened on a Thursday.Isobe
The Billionaire's Dirty Secrets CHAPTER 81
CHAPTER 81Calla's POVHis name echoed in my head for the rest of the day.Dorian Black.Even his name was dangerous, smooth and dark, like expensive whiskey. I caught myself whispering it under my breath while folding Isobel's laundry, then froze, horrified at what I was doing.Stop it, I told myself firmly. You're exhausted. Hormonal. Lonely. That's all this is.But my skin still tingled where his eyes had touched me. And no amount of self-talk could erase the memory of that moment, the world falling away, the electric charge, the sense of being seen for the first time in months.I tried to focus on other things.Isobel needed help with her astronomy project. Eleanor's NICU nurse called with an update: another ounce gained, another small victory. Anya needed decisions about meals, about schedules, about the thousand small details that kept a household running.But through it all, Dorian's face hovered at the edges of my consciousness. Those green eyes. That voice. The way he'd said
The Billionaire's Dirty Secrets CHAPTER 80
CHAPTER 80Calla's POVThe penthouse was alive again.After all that silence and shadows, laughter echoed off the walls. Isobel's laughter—high and bright and so impossibly precious after days of wondering if I'd ever hear it again. She sat on the living room floor surrounded by gifts, Neil the astronaut propped beside her, a new stuffed elephant named "Ella" (after Eleanor, obviously) tucked under her arm."It's too much," Ronan said, but he was smiling—actually smiling—as he watched his daughter tear through another wrapped package."It's never too much." Lilian's voice cut through the warmth like a blade. "The child has been through trauma. She deserves to be spoiled."Lilian was here. Because of course she was. She'd inserted herself into the celebration under the guise of "family unity," and Ronan—exhausted, grateful, desperate for any sense of normalcy—had let her. Seraphina hovered at her mother's elbow, looking uncomfortable, her eyes darting toward me occasionally with someth
The Billionaire's Dirty Secrets CHAPTER 79
CHAPTER 79Calla's POVThree days.Three days since Eleanor arrived in the world, small and fighting, her tiny fingers wrapped around mine as if she knew I needed something to hold onto. Three days of shuffling between my hospital room and the NICU, my body healing, my heart splintering. Three days of Ronan's visits—brief, exhausted, always pulled away by another call, another lead, another dead end in the search for Isobel.I didn't blame him for leaving. I couldn't. His daughter was out there somewhere, and every moment he spent with me was a moment not spent finding her.But I felt the absence anyway. Felt it in the way he kissed my forehead instead of my lips. In the way his eyes skated past mine, always looking toward the door, toward the next crisis. In the way we'd stopped talking about anything except logistics—Isobel, Eleanor, the investigation, the next step.The love was still there. I knew it, deep down, in the place where certainty lived. But it was buried under so much e
The Billionaire's Dirty Secrets CHAPTER 78
CHAPTER 78Calla's POVThe contractions started at 3:47 AM.I know because I'd been staring at the clock again—the same clock I'd been staring at for five days, watching the numbers change, measuring time in the space between heartbeats. Five days since Isobel disappeared. Five days of searching, waiting, hoping. Five days of Ronan's calls growing shorter, his answers more clipped, the distance between us expanding like the universe after the Big Bang.At first, I thought it was false labor. Braxton Hicks, Dr. Vance had called it. Practice contractions. My body rehearsing for the main event.But by 4 AM, I knew this was no rehearsal.The pain started low in my back, then radiated around to my belly, tightening like a fist. I timed them—fifteen minutes apart, then twelve, then ten. Too early. Too damn early. I was only thirty-two weeks. The baby wasn't supposed to come for another two months.I reached for my phone. Ronan's number was right there, first in my favorites, the familiar di
The Billionaire's Dirty Secrets CHAPTER 48
CHAPTER 48 Calla’s POV The Gilded Pearl had yielded nothing but a doorman’s polite indifference and the hollow echo of my own panic. I’d stood frozen across the street until the chill of evening seeped into my bones, but no one emerged. No Ronan. No Elira. Just a stream of anonymous, wealthy patr
Last Updated : 2026-03-27The Billionaire's Dirty Secrets CHAPTER 51
CHAPTER 51 Calla’s POV Jade didn’t ask. She just came into the room, crawled onto the bed beside me, and pulled me into a hug so tight it squeezed a fresh wave of tears from a well I thought had run dry. She didn’t say a word about Ronan, or contracts, or tests. She just held me while I cried sil
Last Updated : 2026-03-28The Billionaire's Dirty Secrets CHAPTER 54
CHAPTER 54Ronan’s POVThe bunker, once a sanctuary of control, was now a tomb of screaming data. Red lights from the panels reflected in Calla’s wide, horrified eyes. The Cerberus worm wasn't just an attack; it was a homing beacon, and its target was pulsing from our very walls.Finn was a statue
Last Updated : 2026-03-28The Billionaire's Dirty Secrets CHAPTER 53
CHAPTER 53Calla’s POVFor six days, the world narrowed to lines of code and the quiet hum of the bunker’s servers. Finn, a man of few words and infinite patience, became my sensei. He didn't treat me like a novice or a charity case. He treated me like an asset—a sharp, quick-to-learn asset he was
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