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Chapter 66 – Three Months of Peace

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last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-09-30 18:26:52

SAESHA POV

It was strange how quickly life could change.

Three months ago, I was chained to a stone floor, bleeding out, my son ripped from my arms. Three months ago, I thought Alex would die in front of me.

Three months ago, I watched Veeraj’s body hit the floor, blood spilling from his skull.

And now—

Sunlight spilled through the windows of our new house. Soft, golden, warm. The kind of light that belonged to a different life. Our life.

Our baby boy lay in his crib, no longer the fragile, pink-faced newborn who’d entered this world in chains, but a three-month-old bundle of smiles and squishy cheeks. His little fists batted at the air, his mouth gurgling as he tried to laugh.

I bent over him, brushing my lips over his soft head. “You’re getting so big, my little bean,” I whispered, tears pricking my eyes at how healthy he was now. “Too big too fast.”

Behind me, Alex’s deep voice rumbled. “He’s perfect. Just like his mama.”

I turned, my heart clenching at the sight of him.

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  • WORSHIPPED BY MY DAD'S BESTFRIEND    Chapter 101 – Fevered Little Bean

    SAESHA POV At first, it was funny. Elian mumbled his savage words and rolled over, his curls a mess, his little mouth parted in sleep. I wiped my tears of laughter and leaned on the doorframe, exhausted but soft. But then— “Mama…” His voice cracked, small, nothing like his usual cheeky tone. He whimpered, shifting, his tiny hands clutching at the sheets. My smile faded instantly. “Elian?” I hurried forward, sitting on the edge of his bed, brushing the sweaty curls off his forehead. The heat that hit my palm made my stomach drop. “Oh my God—Alex—he’s burning.” Alex was at my side in a heartbeat, scooping our son up into his arms. His little body sagged limply against his chest, his face flushed crimson. “Fuck,” Alex swore under his breath, panic flashing in his eyes. “Baby, he’s burning up—he’s so hot.” I pressed my trembling hand to Elian’s cheek, tears already welling. “He was fine yesterday. He was laughing. Eating. How—” “Kids crash fast,” Alex muttered, already moving to

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    SAESHA POVClara was dangerous when she was sipping tea.She lounged on the couch like a queen, legs crossed, sipping her steaming cup with a little smirk tugging her lips. I should’ve known she had that look—the one that meant she was about to open her big mouth and make me want to hide under a blanket.“So,” she drawled, eyes sliding to me as I waddled in from the kitchen with a bowl of fruit balanced on my bump. “Tell me, baby mama—how does it feel to have Alex worshiping you into pregnancy glow?”I choked on my grape, coughing violently. “Clara!”She smirked wider, sipping her tea. “What? You think I don’t know why you’re glowing? It’s not the vitamins. It’s not the rest. It’s because that man has been—” She leaned forward conspiratorially. “—putting in overtime.”My entire face went red. “You are his aunt!”“And?” Clara shrugged like it meant nothing. “He’s still a man. And from the way you limp sometimes, I’d say he’s quite a man.”“CLARA!” I buried my face in my hands, groaning

  • WORSHIPPED BY MY DAD'S BESTFRIEND    Chapter 98 – Little Bean, Big Spy

    SAESHA POV The house was quiet. Elian had gone down hours ago after a whole bedtime circus of stories, songs, and bargaining for “five more minutes.” My bump was heavy, my body sore, but the silence — the stillness — felt like a gift. Alex slid in behind me, his arms wrapping around my swollen belly, his lips brushing the curve of my neck. “Finally,” he murmured, his voice low, hungry. I shivered, leaning back into him. “You’re insatiable.” He chuckled darkly, his hand sliding under my shirt to cup my breast, swollen and tender. “Two months of you being careful, baby. I’m starving.” Heat coiled in me instantly, a familiar ache. My thighs pressed together as I turned to kiss him, our mouths clashing, desperate. His hand slid down, stroking my thigh, parting me slowly as his tongue tangled with mine. The bed creaked as he moved over me, his mouth trailing fire down my throat. “Tell me you need me.” “I need you,” I gasped, my back arching, my hands clutching at his shoulders.

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