FAZER LOGINShe gave him one unforgettable night. He gave her everything… except his name. Thrown into the cold streets by her abusive mother, eighteen-year-old Ava finds fleeting comfort in the arms of a stranger, a mysterious man with storm-gray eyes who makes her feel wanted for the first time in her life. But by morning, he's gone, vanishing without a trace… and leaving her pregnant and alone. Two years later, Ava’s life is a brutal cycle of survival, scraping by with her toddler son, Eli, dodging eviction, and praying for a miracle. That miracle comes in the form of a high-paying job at Blackwood Enterprises. There’s just one problem... Her new boss? Liam Blackwood. Billionaire. Ruthless CEO. And Eli’s father. When Liam discovers the shocking truth, he demands answers, a paternity test and control. But Ava is no longer the fragile girl he once held in his arms. She’s a mother. A fighter. And she’ll do whatever it takes to protect her son… even if it means going to war with the most powerful man she’s ever loved. But someone is watching. Threatening. And they’ll stop at nothing to destroy everything Ava’s fought to rebuild. Will she lose the man she fears, and secretly desires? Or will the truth about that night cost her the only family she’s ever known?
Ver maisAVAChaos swallowed the ICU whole. Alarms screamed from every bed. Nurses and doctors rushed to evacuate patients as Victoria's poison spread through the ventilation system. Parents clutched their sick children, crying, demanding answers no one could give.And my son—my Eli—was seizing on the hospital bed, his small body convulsing as monitors shrieked warnings."We need to move him!" a doctor shouted over the noise. "Get him to the ambulance bay!""Wait!" Agent Torres grabbed the doctor's arm, her phone pressed to her ear. "I've got someone from the CDC on the line. They're saying.." She went pale. "Oh God.""What?" Liam demanded, standing on the other side of Eli's bed. His burns wept through his bandages, but he didn't seem to notice. "What is it?"Torres put the call on speaker. A woman's crisp voice filled the space between alarms. "This is Dr. Patricia Wells, CDC Special Pathogens. I've reviewed the genetic markers in the child's bloodwork. Where did you get this sample?""From
LIAMThe police helicopter touched down on Memorial's rooftop thirty seconds after Ava's chaotic landing. I stumbled out before the skids fully settled, my burns screaming in protest, my vision blurring from pain and medication."Eli!" I shouted over the dying rotor wash. "Where's my son?"A nurse rushed over, trying to guide me toward a wheelchair. "Mr. Blackstone, you need treatment. Your burns..""Where is my family?" I shoved past her, heading for the rooftop door.Inside, the corridors were controlled chaos. Doctors and nurses rushed past, and overhead speakers blared codes and room numbers. I grabbed the first person in scrubs I saw, a young resident with tired eyes."Four-year-old boy, just brought in by helicopter. Digoxin poisoning. Where?""Trauma Three, but sir, you can't just.."I was already running. My hospital gown flapped open in the back, my bandages pulled and leaked, but I didn't care. Down the corridor. Through double doors. Following the signs for Trauma.I burst
AVATime stopped. The pilot's gun was pointed at my chest, his finger on the trigger. Behind me, the paramedic continued chest compressions on my dying son. Above us, the medical helicopter circled uselessly, unable to land.Derek raised his hands slowly, blood seeping through his shirt. "Let's talk about this. Whatever they're paying you..""This isn't about money." The pilot's accent was thick, Russian maybe. "This is about loyalty. Anna saved my sister from men who would have killed her. I owe her everything.""Anna is dead," I said, my voice shaking but loud enough to carry over the rotor noise. "You're killing a child to honor a murderer.""I'm honoring a debt."The paramedic's voice cracked with desperation. "Ten minutes! His heart has been stopped for ten minutes!"Something inside me snapped. I'd watched my son be drugged, kidnapped, nearly sold for his organs, and poisoned. I'd fought monsters, survived psychiatric imprisonment, and crawled through fire. I was not going to wa
DEREKPain was nothing new to me. Two years undercover had taught me to push through bullet wounds, broken ribs, and worse. But climbing out of that ambulance with a gunshot wound in my chest, held together by nothing but kevlar and sheer stubbornness, might have been the stupidest thing I'd ever done."Agent Morrison, you need medical attention!" the paramedic shouted as I stumbled toward the police motorcade forming up behind the ambulances."That kid needs it more." I grabbed the radio from the nearest patrol car, ignoring the officer's protests. "This is FBI Special Agent Derek Morrison, badge number 7-7-4-2-9. I need immediate clearance for emergency transport to Memorial Hospital. Priority one."The radio crackled. "Agent Morrison, this is Dispatch. We're coordinating..""Coordinate faster!" I snapped, watching Ava's ambulance ahead. Through the back windows, I could see the paramedic performing chest compressions on Eli. The monitor's flat-line was visible even from here. "We'v
AvaMarcus pressed his back against the shipping container, his breathing labored from our sprint across the dock. Blood still trickled from the cut above his eye, but his grip on the bolt cutters was steady."You sure about this?" he whispered, glancing toward the massive cargo ship where armed gu
LiamThe taste of smoke filled my mouth as consciousness crept back. My head felt like someone had used it as a punching bag, and every muscle in my body screamed in protest. I was lying on Victoria's apartment floor, surrounded by scattered files and broken glass.How long had I been unconscious?
AVAI woke up the next morning with Liam's words echoing in my head. "Once I have full custody, I won't need her anymore." The betrayal cut deeper than any physical wound. I'd signed away my freedom for nothing but borrowed time with my son.The sound of Eli's laughter drifted down the hallway, and
AVAThe bruises on my wrist had turned a deep purple by the next morning. I covered them with long sleeves and tried to act normal, but everything felt different now. Every time Liam spoke to me, I flinched. Every time he moved too quickly, my heart raced.I was sitting in the living room, watching


















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