All Chapters of The Tycoon's Secret Heir: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Sabrina Costa:-I reached the hospital clinic for my doctor's appointment where Carlos will be reaching anytime now. Which means I should prepapre myself to be scolded by my fiance. I know I should have told about about Merem's business the other day, and today Matteo's visit, but he needs to understand that I am capable of doing this on my own. I know how to run my business.Many came and go in the last five years. They all threatened me with my life and other things, but I didn't listen because I know it was a part of business. You have to be fearless, strong and independent if you really want to be successful. I am relieved because I know Merem or her father won't go after Carlos, because Merem is in love with him. If they had wanted to go after him, they would have gone years ago. What they want is me and my business? But why?As I was lost in my thoughts, I saw a limo pull up in front of the clinic, just where I was standing and I gulped because I that limo belonged to none other

Carlos Moretti:-"Matteo and Merem, I am warning you to stay away from Sabrina and my family." I threatened, my voice roared in the living room of their mansion where I just entered unannounced, furious and ready to kill."Oh, Carlos!" Matteo looked up at me from his place, as he sat on the couch, having a cup of tea "It's so good to see you, son. It's been too long since you have came to meet your Godfather, son.""Carl, come and join us. We are having tea." Merem spoke, standing up and reached over to me. She tried to grab my hold when I took step back and glared at her."Don't touch me." I snapped at her and glared at Matteo as I took steps towards him and leaned down so I was at his eye level, as the bastard was sitting, as if he hasn't done anything wrong "Don't. Don't act as if you haven't done anything, Matteo. I am telling you for the last time to stay away from Sabrina or you will see the worst of me.""And, if I won't?" he asked, with a smirk, taking a sip of his tea "You th

Sabrina Costa:-"Wow, you look beautiful, sweetheart," my mom complimented when I was trying on my wedding dresses and trying to find the perfect one."This is the one, mom. I love this one." I tell her looking at myself in the mirror in the boutique "I know Carlos will love this one."“It is great,” my mum chimed in then she wiped her eyes, a sign that she was proud of me. ”Oh, my little girl is getting married.”I looked at her, and smiling as gently as I could. "Mom, it’s surreal, isn't it? I never thought Carlos and I would reunite and will be planning our wedding with one son already in the world and one on the way."She leaned over and slipped her fingers into my hand. "You deserve all of this happiness, Sabrina. Carlos is a lucky man."With one final glance at myself I took in a long breathe. It fitted me closely as it should and at the same time it was flowing just as I had pictured it. It made me blush to think of how Carlos would look at me when he is going to first lay his

Sabrina Costa/ Moretti:-"Oh my God, Carlos. This is my dream house. A dream house of mine that I shared with you six years ago on our first and only night." I gasped as I entered the house.Carlos smiled fully and put his hand at the curve of my back while leading me deeper into the entryway. The place seemed to be fantastic as I dreamt it to be many, years ago after one sleepless night when I dreamt of a place I hoped to find someday.“I did not forget a single word, Sabrina,” He whispered in a depths of the emotions. "All the features are as you once told them to me. I envisioned this place as a gift…a house where our dreams can come into existence, and live our future with Pierre—and any little Morettis we are blessed with."My heart leapt at the sight of the warm, earthly colors, welcoming and airy layout, and light streaming in precisely as I’d imagined when standing in front of this house, the heart of the house – the kitchen. Every spot and area looked like love and care had b

Sabrina Morretti:-I woke up with continuous ringing of my phone and groaned. It wasn't just my phone that was ringing, Carlos's phone was ringing too, simantaneously."Carlos, answer your phone dammit!" I murmured in between sleep in the middle of night after lots of wedding sex. Carlos groaned like me,but woke up to answer his phone."Hello," he answers in a groggy, sleepy tone, which all of a sudden turned into shout "What?! When did that happen and how?!" now his voice caught my attention and I sat up forgetting about everything, my exhausation and the fact how sore I was in between my legs."Carlos, what happened? Is everything alright? Is Pierre alright?" I asked, my voic trembling in fear of anything happening to our son. My phone rang again and I picked it up. It was my hotel manager from California calling and I frowned. Why would he call my this late in the middle of night, especially on my wedding."Hello, what happen, Edward?" I demand "There better be a good reason for yo