บททั้งหมดของ His Heartbroken Surrogate : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

My blood turned to ice.He let the words settle between us like poison, watching my face as they landed.I didn’t move. Couldn’t.I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t speak. I just stared at him, wide-eyed, my lips trembling. My body had frozen—like it hadn’t realized yet that I wasn’t safe.His grip finall

CARA's POVI was halfway down the block when the car pulled up beside me.A sleek black vehicle—glossy, spotless, low to the ground like a predator on wheels. The windows were tinted pitch-black, the kind of tint that said privacy isn’t a request—it’s a command. It moved so silently I didn’t even he

Three days.That’s how long I’d kept my head down, avoided eye contact, answered Henry’s questions with clipped words, and spent most of my time locked away in my room when I wasn’t at the clinic or work.But today, something was different.The sun had barely dipped below the skyline when I stepped

A door, thick, dark wood, stood slightly ajar down the hall to our right. Haller kept walking, but I slowed just enough to peek.Behind it, in the dim lighting, I glimpsed metal racks. Gunmetal gray cabinets. A wall lined with sleek black weapons—rifles, handguns, shelves of ammo. Tactical gear hung

I forced my eyes away.“I’m assigning you a room in the estate,” he said. “With security personnel stationed on every floor. You won’t move through this building without someone knowing.”I rose to my feet so fast the chair scraped against the floor. “No.”“You’re not safe—”“I don’t care,” I snapped. “This is exactly why I didn’t want anything to do with you. Why I didn’t want your money, your contracts, your cold-ass protection plans. I didn’t sign up for a mafia war!”His expression didn’t change, but I saw the flicker in his eyes—something cold flashing just beneath the surface.“I wanted to raise this baby alone, Wesley,” I continued, my voice trembling now. “I wanted peace. I wanted something of mine, untouched by all this.”“Peace doesn’t exist for people like me,” he said simply.I shook my head, swallowing the fear rising in my throat. “So now I’m being hunted by someone named... Risotto?”There was a beat of silence.“It’s Rizzo,” he corrected flatly.I let out a bitter, humo