LOGINAnd now…He was pregnant with a baby girl.She was due in a couple of months.And honestly?I had never seen Reed so happy in my entire life.Ever since his pregnancy was confirmed, he had been absolutely glowing.It was adorable.Sometimes I had to stop myself from laughing when he excitedly ramble
Amber But my family wasn’t the only blessing that had come from the past year.There were so many other joys to reminisce about.Like Reed.Just remembering everything he had gone through made my chest tighten.Reed had survived the treatment.Even now, it still felt incredible to say that.He had
AmberOne year laterThe last twelve months had been the craziest but best that I had ever had. That was the only way to put it because though there were bad times, there were a lot of miracles as well.A lot of miracles.When I thought about everything that had happened over the past year, my chest
AmberI whined in sheer frustration, my hips bucking upward to try and force him in. "Rayne, please!"He did it a few more times, a low chuckle vibrating in his throat as he watched me writhe. The teasing only heightened my arousal to a fever pitch; every time our organs brushed, little jolts of sta
AmberThe air in the room was thick, heavy with the cloying, sweet scent of my rising heat and the dark, musky undertone of Rayne’s Alpha pheromones. My heart was a frantic drum against my ribs as Rayne led me toward the bed, his grip on me firm yet possessing a reverent gentleness. When my knees fi
I rolled my eyes, but a smile tugged at my lips.We sat down to eat, the conversation flowing easily between us. It was the kind of relaxed, comfortable chatter that only came with safety and trust—little jokes, small observations, random stories from the day.It wasn’t until halfway through dinner
ErlanI sat comfortably in the deep leather embrace of my armchair, one leg crossed lazily over the other, a crystal wine glass balanced effortlessly between my fingers. The fire in the grand living room threw slow, deliberate shadows across the marble floor, and the steady tick of the antique clock
ErlanI still remember that day like it carved itself into my bones.Janice’s bedroom was off-limits. Always. Everyone in the house knew it. The maids, the butlers, even the damn dog knew better than to cross that line. But that afternoon, I didn’t care.I was eight years old. Barely tall enough to
A pause. A devastating one.“She’s only got months left.”My knees buckled.Her voice cracked.“Her heart condition is worsening,” she explained. “We’ve done everything. Every doctor. Every treatment. They say she needs open-heart surgery but… the chances are slim. The general consensus is that she
Erlan He didn’t smile. Didn’t ask questions. Didn’t pat my shoulder or say he was proud. He just nodded once and turned away, like I was another business deal handled.But it was done.And that was all I needed.For the first time in years, I stepped outside the mansion not as the heir to the almig







