Vows Of Deception のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

Emma’s POVThe news still felt surreal, like a dream I wasn’t quite ready to wake up from. Two weeks ago, Luca and I had been in paradise on our honeymoon, and now, I was carrying his child. It seemed like everything had changed overnight, but the reality was that it had all been building for a while—our bond, our love, and now, this new chapter that was about to unfold.As I sat on the plush armchair in our bedroom, the soft glow of the morning light spilling through the curtains, I couldn’t help but place my hand over my still-flat stomach. A child. My thoughts raced, my heart filled with a mixture of excitement and fear. Luca and I had always known that we were meant to be together, but now, we were about to share something even deeper. Our child.I glanced over at him, standing by the window with a quiet, contemplative expression. Luca was always so composed, so certain. But I knew him well enough by now to understand that even he, the man who controlled everything with an iron gr

Emma’s POVThe house felt quieter today, more still. It was an odd kind of quiet, one that settled deep into my bones, like the calm before a storm. My fingers traced the ultrasound picture on the coffee table, my gaze softening as I watched the small image of our baby flicker in my mind. Luca’s promise echoed through my thoughts, his words laced with both certainty and a quiet determination. I had no doubt he would protect us, but the weight of that promise… the weight of everything that came with it… was beginning to press down on me.I let out a slow breath and stood, the soft fabric of my robe brushing against my skin. I had been thinking a lot about the future since we’d learned I was pregnant—about what was ahead for us, for our family. The life we’d built together was far from perfect, but it was real. It was ours. And now, with a child on the way, it would be tested in ways we never could have anticipated.I had to admit, a part of me was scared. Terrified, even. But the fear

Emma's POVThe morning sunlight streamed through the tall windows, bathing the room in a warm, golden glow. I stretched, the silk sheets tangled around my legs, and turned to find Luca’s side of the bed empty. A faint trace of his scent lingered, that familiar mix of cedar and spice that made my heart ache in ways I never thought possible.It had been two weeks since I told Luca about the pregnancy, and while he’d been nothing but attentive, I couldn’t shake the unease that had settled deep in my chest. Something was off. He’d been distracted lately, always slipping away for meetings or taking calls in hushed tones. And while I trusted him, there was a small part of me that couldn’t help but wonder if he was hiding something.I sat up, brushing my hair out of my face and reaching for the glass of water on the nightstand. My thoughts drifted back to our conversation the night before, his promise that he was planning something for us. The way his eyes had softened as he spoke had made m

Luca’s POVThe warehouse on the outskirts of the city smelled of oil and desperation. The air was damp, thick with the stench of rust and sweat. I stood in the center of the room, surrounded by Nico and a few of my men, as our rival's second-in-command knelt before me. His face was battered, one eye swollen shut, his lip split and bleeding. Yet there was defiance in his expression, a flicker of rebellion that irritated me more than it amused me.“You’ve got guts,” I said, my tone calm but cold. “But guts don’t keep men like you alive in my world.”The man spat blood onto the concrete floor, his breathing ragged but steady. “You think you’ve won, Moretti?” he rasped. “You don’t even know what’s coming.”I stepped closer, my polished shoes echoing on the floor. Squatting down to his level, I locked eyes with him. “What’s coming,” I said slowly, “is the end of anyone foolish enough to cross me. Starting with you.”I stood abruptly, signaling Nico with a flick of my hand. He stepped forwa

Luca’s POVI stood in the quiet study, staring at the cracked glass of whiskey in my hand. It had been a long day—longer than I cared to admit. Between the escalating tensions with old rivals and the never-ending demands of my empire, the weight of it all was pressing harder than ever.But none of it mattered when I thought about Emma.I’d caught a glimpse of her earlier during a dress fitting. I wasn’t supposed to be there—hell, I wasn’t even supposed to know where she was—but something had drawn me to her. Seeing her radiant smile and the way she moved in that gown, even from a distance, had left me breathless.It wasn’t the dress, though. It was her.I downed the whiskey in one gulp, the burn barely registering. The deeper I fell for her, the more I feared what loving her could cost me.When the door creaked open, I didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. Her presence was like a spark in the room, warm and all-consuming.“Drinking alone again?” Emma’s voice was soft, but the