All Chapters of PREGNANT and REJECTED by the BILLIONAIRE : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Rhy's POV The past few days have been hell, a relentless storm tearing my life apart. My empire’s crumbling, feds crawling through my finances, investors pulling out after the warehouse fire, and Don Salvatore’s threats hanging over me like a guillotine. That video of me and Ciara, Lyra’s heartbroken voice telling me I’ll never see Finn again. It’s all too much. I’m drowning in guilt, rage, and fear, and the worst part? I don’t know where Lyra and Finn are. She’s cut me off, vanished, and every call goes to voicemail. I’m losing my family, my legacy, everything, and I’m powerless to stop it. I'm confused and down; I don't really know what to do.I sat in my office, my head in my hands, the weight of it all crushing me. “Lyra, where are you?” I whispered.My voice is breaking. I pictured Finn’s smile, his little hand in mine, and my chest ached. Likewise, I have failed them; let my pride and weakness destroy us. But I wasn’t done fighting. I had to find them and protect them from S

Lyra's POV My scream echoed through the cabin as the gloved hand reached through the shattered window, grabbing for me. My heart pounded rapidly, and I swung the kitchen knife, slashing wildly. The intruder yanked their hand back, cursing, and I stumbled, clutching Finn, his terrified sobs piercing my soul. “Henry!” I yelled, my voice raw and filled with panic.Henry burst in, rifle raised, his face hard. “Get back, Lyra!” he shouted, firing into the dark. The shots rang out, but there was no cry, no thud, just silence. My chest heaved, fear choking me out. Finn clung to me, shaking, his dinosaur toy pressed to his chest.“Mommy, they’re gonna get us!” he cried, his voice breaking my heart.“No one’s getting you,” I said, my voice trembling as I held him tight. “I promise, baby.”Henry lowered his rifle, his eyes scanning the darkness. “They’re gone, but we can’t stay here. Grab Finn’s stuff. We’re going to a safehouse I know.”I nodded, my hands shaking as I scooped up Finn’s backpa

Lyra's POV My heart pounded as the stranger’s voice echoed in the dark safehouse, “Welcome, Lyra.” I clutched Finn, my knife trembling in my hand, my body shaking with fear and rage. The door was locked behind us, trapping us like rats, and Henry stood frozen, his rifle lowered, his face pale with something I can't really imagine. Finn whimpered, clinging to me, and I pulled him closer, my voice sharp. “Stay behind me, Finn.”“Who are you?” I demanded, my voice shaking but fierce. “How do you know my name?”The man stepped closer, his face still hidden in the shadows, his voice low and calm. “Relax, Lyra. I’m a friend. Chris sent me to keep you safe.”“Chris?” I snapped, my heart racing. “He didn’t tell me anyone was coming! Who are you really?”Henry stepped forward, his voice hard. “Back off, Vince. She doesn’t trust you, and neither do I. What’s your game?”My blood ran cold. “Vince?” I said, my voice trembling. “You know him, Henry?”Henry’s jaw tightened, his eyes dark. “Yeah.

Ciara's POV My heart pounded as I stood in the dark alley, the cold air biting my skin. The mysterious woman from the bar leaned against a brick wall, her eyes glinting under the flickering streetlight. The bloody knife she gave me was heavy in my jacket pocket, a constant reminder of the danger I was in. I wanted revenge on Rhys for breaking my heart, but now, with Don Salvatore’s threats against Finn and this woman pulling me deeper into some twisted game, I was scared. My hands shook, my mind screaming to run, but I needed to know where Lyra and Finn were. If I could warn them, maybe I could undo some of the damage I have caused, just maybe.“You’re late,” the woman said, her voice sharp, her dark hair falling over one eye. “I don’t like waiting, Ciara.”“I’m here now,” I snapped, my voice trembling despite my effort to sound tough. “You said you know where Lyra is. Tell me, or I walk.”She smirked, stepping closer, her boots crunching on the gravel. “Patience, sweetheart. I’ll g

Lyra's POV My heart pounded as I stared at the scarred man, Vince, his jagged scar triggering a memory I couldn’t grasp, a man standing over my parents’ wrecked car when I was a kid. Finn clung to me, his small body trembling, his dinosaur toy pressed to his chest. The safehouse felt like a trap, the locked door and Vince’s chilling words “I knew your parents” making my skin crawl with something I can't really explain. Henry stood tense, his rifle aimed at Vince, but I was frozen, my knife shaking in my hand, my mind reeling from shock and betrayal.“You’re lying!” I screamed, tears streaming down my face, my voice raw. “My parents died in a car crash! They had nothing to do with Salvatore!”Vince stepped closer, his eyes cold but steady. “That’s what you think, Lyra. Your parents crossed Don Salvatore years ago. They owed him money, big money, and they tried to run. That crash? It wasn’t an accident darling.”My knees buckled, and I clutched Finn, my heart breaking. “No,” I whisper