Semua Bab PREGNANT and REJECTED by the BILLIONAIRE : Bab 71 - Bab 80

Lyra's POV I clutched Finn to my chest, his small body trembling, his coughs weak and ragged, as the helicopter’s spotlight pinned us to the cliff’s edge like it was about to rain bullets on us. Salvatore’s voice boomed through the night, cold and commanding. “Surrender, Lyra! You’re out of time!” My heart pounded, maternal desperation drowning out my fear. I’d never give up my son, not to that monster, not to anyone. Rhys and Chris stood in front of me, guns drawn about to shoot in case of any skeptic move, their voices clashing, their rivalry threatening to doom us all. Ciara, bloodied and shaking, hovered nearby, her eyes darting, and I didn’t trust her, not after everything she had done to Finn..“Finn, stay with me,” I whispered, my voice breaking, tears streaming down my face. His feverish skin burned against mine, his bandaged arm bloody from the graze. I kissed his forehead, my heart shattering. “Mommy’s here, baby.”“We fight!” Rhys shouted, his voice fierce, his gun aimed

Ciara's POV My heart thumped like a drum as I led Lyra, Finn, Rhys, and Chris through the dense woods to a hidden cabin I’d used years ago. Guilt gnawed at my bones, Finn’s weak coughs echoing in my ears, his weak face a constant reminder of the pain I’d caused. I’d kidnapped him, sent that video to Lyra, and worked with Salvatore to destroy Rhys’s life. Now, with the traitor’s sabotage blocking our path, I had to prove I had changed, and had to save them, even if they hated me. Fear mixed with resolve, pushing me forward, but every step felt like walking into a trap. “Almost there,” I said, my voice shaky, pointing to the cabin’s outline through the trees. “It’s safe, I swear.”Lyra clutched Finn, her eyes blazing with distrust. “Safe?” she snapped, her voice sharp, tears glistening. “Like your last plan? You led us to a cliff, Ciara!”“I’m trying to help,” I said, my throat tight, tears burning. “I know I hurt you, Lyra. I’m sorry.”“Sorry doesn’t fix this!” she shouted, her voic

Lyra's POV My heart shattered as I carried Finn, his small body burning with fever, his weak coughs tearing through me like knives. The town’s lights flickered in the distance, our only hope, but every step felt heavier, my legs trembling under the weight of fear and heartbreak. The note I’d found in the cabin, my mother’s handwriting, apologizing for a secret deal with Salvatore, clutched in my hand, burned my soul. My parents, the people I loved and mourned, tied to a monster? It couldn’t be true, but Vince’s taunts and that photo of them with a stranger gnawed at me, sowing betrayal where memories once stood.“Hold on, Finn,” I whispered, my voice cracking, tears spilling down my cheeks. “Mommy’s getting you to a doctor.”Finn’s eyes fluttered, his voice faint. “Mommy, it is really painful for me.”“I know, baby,” I said, my chest aching, kissing his sweaty forehead. “We’re almost there.”Rhys and Chris flanked me, their guns raised, their voices clashing again, their feud a cons

Ciara's POV My pulse thundered as I bolted through the woods, branches snapping under my feet, my breath hitching with every gunshot behind me. I’d drawn Salvatore’s men away from Lyra and Finn, planting that bloody knife on one of their goons to pin the warehouse murder on him. Guilt clawed at my heart, Finn’s terrified eyes, Lyra’s shattered trust, all because of me. I’d kidnapped her son, fueled Salvatore’s vendetta, but now I was fighting to undo it, my courage battling the fear that I’d die before making it right.A bullet grazed my arm, pain searing through me, and I dove behind a tree, my hands shaking. “Come get me!” I yelled, my voice raw, firing my pistol to keep them chasing me. My plan was working, they were after me, not Lyra, but my heart sank as boots thudded closer. Rough hands grabbed me, yanking a black hood over my head, and I screamed, my body thrashing. Salvatore’s men had caught me.They dragged me into a van, my wrists burning from their grip, and shoved me i

Rhy's POV My heart pounded like a drum as Salvatore’s men charged from the shadows, their gunfire tearing through the night, pinning us near the road. Lyra clutched Finn, his weak cries ripping through me, her face pale with terror. Police sirens wailed closer, red and blue lights flashing, but they weren’t here yet, and I had to protect my family. Fury and redemption burned in my chest, I’d failed Lyra with Ciara, brought Salvatore’s wrath on us, but I’d fight to my last breath to save her and Finn. Chris, bloodied from Henry’s shot, staggered to his feet, his gun raised, and though I hated him, we had to stand together.“Lyra, get down!” I shouted, my voice hoarse, firing at the gunmen. “Keep Finn safe!”She dropped behind a tree, her voice trembling, tears streaming. “Rhys, they’re everywhere! Finn’s fading!”“I’ve got you,” I said, my throat tight, my gun steady. “We’re getting out.”Chris fired beside me, his voice strained, blood soaking his shirt. “They’re closing in, Rhys!