تسجيل الدخولSerenaThree months of peace still felt unreal sometimes.After everything—the island, the crash, the gunshots, Dave appearing again like a nightmare that refused to die—quiet days like this almost felt suspicious.But they were real.At least for now.I was sitting in front of the mirror, combing my hair slowly when Ethan walked into the room.He looked unfairly good for someone who had survived a plane crash, a gunfight, and a man who clearly wanted us dead.A dark tailored suit clung to him perfectly, the fabric sharp at his shoulders, the tie slightly loosened like he had already decided formalities were optional. His hair was neatly styled, his jaw clean-shaven, and his presence filled the room before he even spoke.He looked like trouble dressed as a man.My husband.I felt him before I saw him fully.Warm hands slipped around my waist from behind, and his lips brushed the side of my neck.I froze for half a second before smiling.Ethan.“You’re supposed to be resting,” I said s
SerenaThe next few days passed in a blur. Everywhere I looked, somebody was checking something.Checking my blood pressure, the babies. Checking Ethan, everything.Honestly, I was exhausted.The moment the helicopter landed at the hospital, an entire medical team had rushed us inside like we were royalty.Or perhaps because Ethan Ashford had practically threatened half the hospital staff.I still remembered the way he nearly lost his temper when they tried taking me to a different ward."I'm staying with my wife." The nurse looked nervous. "Mr. Ashford, we need to examine...""I'm staying with my wife."The doctor tried. "Sir, hospital policy...""I own half the companies funding this hospital."The doctor immediately became quiet.Three hours later... We were placed in the same private ward.I still laughed whenever I remembered it.Even injured and exhausted, Ethan was impossible.Now he occupied the bed beside mine.Though most of the time he ignored his own injuries and focused
Dave The moment I saw the helicopter descending toward the island, I knew I had lost.For the first time in a very long time... I felt something close to panic."No..." I muttered.My grip tightened around the railing of the boat as I stared at the helicopter.No.No.No.I had come too far. Survived too much. Lost too much.Serena was supposed to be mine.Mine.The boat cut through the waves at full speed, but it wasn't enough.The helicopter landed first.I watched from a distance as medical personnel rushed toward the beach.Then I saw Ethan Ashford.Even from where I stood, I recognized him immediately.Standing and protecting Serena. Always protecting her.The hatred that exploded inside me was so powerful that my chest hurt.Why was it always him?Why did Serena always choose him?I tightened my jaw so hard it ached.Then I saw Serena's beautiful face.My eyes immediately dropped to her stomach.A dark rage swept through me.Those babies should never have existed.They were pro
EthanDave was alive. My suspicions were finally confirmed after seeing him at the island. The thought echoed inside my head over and over again as the helicopter rose higher into the sky.God, I can't believe that fucking idiots has the guts to come for Serena again.My jaw tightened.Beside me, Serena sat frozen. Her face was pale and her entire body was trembling.She wasn't saying anything and she wasn't crying either.She was simply staring through the helicopter window at the island disappearing beneath us.At the boat becoming smaller and smaller. At Dave standing at the front of it.I reached for her hand immediately. Her fingers were ice cold.I wrapped both of my hands around hers and held them tightly."I'm here."She didn't answer. Her lips trembled. Then suddenly, her entire body shook.And the tears came.God.Watching Serena cry always destroyed something inside me.But this was different. This wasn't sadness. This was fear.It was raw fear.The kind that came after s
SerenaThe medics were moving toward us before the helicopter had fully settled.Two of them were moving faster with professionalism, a stretcher between them, and I saw their eyes go immediately to my stomach in the way of people who had been briefed and knew exactly what they were coming to. Behind them the helicopter blades kept turning, kept the noise, kept the pressure of air pushing outward across the beach.I had never heard anything more beautiful in my life.Ethan had his arm around me as we moved toward them. I was crying without fully knowing when I had started. The tears were just there — not dramatic, not loud, just the continuous release of three days of everything that had been held too tight for too long."We have her," the lead medic said, reaching us, her hand already going to my arm. "Mrs. Ashford, we've got you.""She needs immediate obstetric assessment," Ethan said. His voice was the professional voice — stripped, precise, every relevant fact delivered in seque
Ethan Ashford The men came from two directions.The man I had released had told the others about the overhang, which meant they had split — two from the forest approach, one circling to cut off retreat. Reasonable tactical thinking. It would have been effective against most situations.I had left the shelter and gone into the forest before they reached the overhang. They didn't know that. They were approaching a position they believed contained two injured people, not one man moving through trees toward their flank.I took the first one before he knew I was there.The second one heard it and turned. I was already closing the distance, his knife came up and I took the cut across my forearm because the alternative was stepping back and stepping back was not available. I got inside his reach and the next thirty seconds were ugly, efficient and ended on the ground in the wet leaves with my knee on his chest and the knife in my hand.Two down.My arm was bleeding from the cut. The ribs h
Serena "It's nothing," I said finally, looking down at my hands. "Never mind.""Serena," Ethan said gently, turning my face toward him with his fingers under my chin. "Tell me. What did she do?"I met his eyes. "She gave me a look. A really... angry look. Like she was jealous or something."Ethan'
SerenaI woke up slowly, feeling unusually warm and safe.For a moment, I didn't want to open my eyes. I just wanted to stay in this comfortable, peaceful feeling forever.But then I became aware of something.Strong arms were wrapped around me.My eyes flew open.Oh my God.I was pressed against E
Serena I turned toward the doorway.Ethan stood there, his face dark with fury. His eyes swept across the room, taking in the scene—Natasha's red face, my calm expression, the terrified servants.All the servants immediately started trembling.Natasha's tears increased immediately. She ran toward
SerenaBy the time I got back to Lawrence Global, my mind was still spinning from everything that had happened.Marcus looking shocked to see me.Ethan being so protective and caring.That woman... Vanessa, and the hateful look she gave me."Hmm..." I shook my head as I walked into my office, tryin







