THE PRICE OF HERITAGE ROWAN’S POV Bella’s gun pressed against Noah’s temple froze my blood, and I’d trade my empire to save my son. His gray eyes, wide with fear, locked on mine, and Ivy’s sharp gasp beside me, her hand clutching her stomach, tore at my heart. Her contractions had started in Maddox’s estate, her arm still bandaged from Bella’s earlier shot, and now Bella’s cold demand—“Sign over the Kelly inheritance”—hung in the air. My shoulder throbbed, blood seeping through the bandage, but rage and love for my family burned hotter, my gun raised, every muscle tense in the dim, guarded room. “Let him go, Bella,” I growled, my voice a blade, stepping forward, my gun steady despite the pain. “You want a deal? I’ll give you one. Money, shares—name it.” My eyes flicked to Ivy, her green eyes blazing with defiance, and I needed her safe, her and the baby. Bella’s smirk twisted, her grip tightening on Noah. “I want the Kelly fortune,” she said, her voice venomous. “Ivy sign
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