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Touched by the Billionaire, Owned by the Devil 85
Harold unlocked the car doors. Gideon stepped onto the paved driveway and offered me his hand. I took it and let him pull me out of the sedan. The cool evening air hit my face, chasing away the stale warmth of the legal office. Gideon guided me up the walkway. He unlocked the front door and pushed it open. The quiet darkness of the guest house welcomed us. I stepped inside and kicked off my heels. The cool hardwood floor felt amazing against my sore arches. Gideon closed the door and locked the deadbolt. He tossed his keys onto the entryway table and loosened his silk tie. The rigid posture he maintained all day finally melted away. He turned to face me, his dark eyes sweeping over my tired expression. "We are not talking about Shane tonight," Gideon said. His voice dropped to a soft, rough register. "He does not get to ruin our evening." I nodded and leaned against the wall. The heavy knot of anxiety in my chest loosened just a fraction. "I just want to sit down and forget th
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Gideon shut the conference room door. Elias’s lawyers sat on one side of the table, holding their pens over legal pads. Gideon’s team took the opposite side. Elias’s lead lawyer cleared his throat and slid a folder across the table. He started outlining the standard co-parenting framework, his voice filling the quiet room. I pressed my hand flat against the top of the folder to stop him. The lawyer paused mid-sentence. "Before we review your draft, we need to establish the actual baseline," I said. "The standard clauses do not apply here." Gideon leaned back in his chair. His usual hard stare stayed fixed on Elias, but his posture remained relaxed. He let me take the lead. Elias nodded slowly and gestured for his lawyer to wait. His dark eyes locked onto mine. I pulled out my own printed list and slid it across the table. "These are my non-negotiables," I said. "I want a joint trust funded equally by both parties. Elias will have weekend visitation once the baby is bo
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Harold idled the car out front, the engine humming a low rhythm against the quiet morning. "Harold has the car ready," Gideon said, grabbing his keys from the counter. "We walk straight to the door. No stopping." "I know the plan," I replied, grabbing my bag from the hook by the door. Gideon unlocked the door and pulled it open. Flashing lights and shouting voices hit us instantly. Paparazzi packed the space behind the iron gates. Shane’s leak worked fast, drawing every camera in the city to my door. "Ms. Bennett! Are you living with your boss?" a man yelled, shoving a microphone through the bars. "Did you steal company funds?" another voice shouted over the noise. "What about your husband?" My heart hammered against my ribs. The old instinct to duck my head and run flared up in my chest. I pressed my boots into the pavement and grounded myself. I was not running. Not anymore. Gideon stepped in front of me. His shoulders blocked the flashing lights. "Back up," Gideon said,
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The black ink on the page stopped blurring as I forced my eyes to focus on the final paragraph. Probability of paternity: 99.99%. The words sat at the bottom of the sterile document in stark, absolute certainty. Elias Blackstone. A massive, shuddering breath left my lungs. My shoulders dropped two inches, the tight band of iron that had been crushing my chest for weeks suddenly snapping. The paper slipped from my fingers, landing softly against the stone. It was not Shane’s. The baby growing inside me did not belong to the man who had frozen my accounts and bruised my face. The absolute worst-case scenario had been entirely avoided. Gideon leaned over my shoulder. He read the final number twice. He stepped back and dragged a hand down his face, his posture sagging with a heavy, visible relief. "Thank God," he muttered, his voice rough and quiet. I nodded, my hands coming up to grip the edge of the counter. The relief was so intense it made my knees weak. I let out a wet, bre
Touched by the Billionaire, Owned by the Devil 81
The guest house was unusually quiet that evening. The refrigerator hummed softly from the kitchen, and somewhere deeper in the house, the wall clock ticked steadily enough to become annoying once I started listening for it. Gideon stood at the kitchen island with his sleeves pushed up, stirring a pot of chicken soup while steam curled toward the window above the sink. I sat on one of the wooden stools with a mug of warm water between my hands, staring at my phone where it lay face down on the marble counter. The forty-eight hours were up. The clinic had said the results should be ready by five, and my phone had remained dark all evening. No email. No call. Nothing. I had checked it so many times that I had stopped pretending I was doing anything else. Every time my eyes moved toward it, I caught myself and looked away, only to find myself staring at it again a few minutes later. My lower back had started aching sometime after dinner, and the tension seemed to have settled everywhere
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The glass doors of the private medical clinic slid open, letting in a rush of cool morning air. The lobby was bright and quiet, with polished floors reflecting the overhead lights. Gideon walked half a step ahead of me, his eyes moving across the room before settling on the reception desk. Elias Blackstone stood nearby in a dark suit, his hands tucked into his pockets. The moment he saw me, some of the tension left his shoulders. “Ms. Bennett,” the receptionist said with a polite smile, “the doctor is ready for you in room three.” Gideon’s hand settled lightly against my back. “I will go in with her.” “The phlebotomist only allows one companion in the room,” she replied. “The other can wait outside.” Elias stepped forward before Gideon could respond. “I will wait here. We can review the chain of custody while she is inside.” Gideon’s jaw tightened, but he nodded. His attention returned to me, his thumb brushing once against my coat. “Take your time. I will be right outside.” Th
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