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Chapter Hundred Sixty

CelesteThe moment the doctor’s words settled into the quiet room — You’re pregnant — something inside me seemed to fold in on itself. Not collapse… but fold, like a fragile sheet of paper trying to make space for a new, unexpected shape.My breath felt thin. My fingers were stiff against my lap. The world didn’t spin, but it thrummed — slow, heavy, surreal.Pregnant.I stayed still long after she’d explained the results again, as though repetition would somehow make the reality gentler. It didn’t. The word carried weight, hope, fear, possibility… and a sharp edge that cut through my chest.I didn’t even realize the doctor was still watching me until her chair creaked softly.“Celeste,” she said gently, “it’s normal to feel overwhelmed. This is a lot to take in.”I swallowed, my throat tight and thick. “I don’t know what I’m supposed to feel,” I whispered. “Happy? Scared? Guilty?”My voice cracked, and I pressed a hand to my forehead. “Sebastian… everything he’s going through, the inv

Chapter Hundred Sixty-One

SebastianThe office was unusually still this morning. Even the steady hum of the air conditioning felt heavier, pressing down through the high ceilings like a subtle warning I couldn’t ignore. I sat at my desk, flipping through investigation notes I’d already memorized. Couriers. Shipments. Offshore accounts. Every piece was supposed to fit neatly.Supposed to.But the inconsistencies were there — small, sharp, irritating like splinters under the skin. Dates on shipment logs that didn’t match. Security access times off by a few minutes. Slight discrepancies in the reports Nicholas forwarded. None of it was enough to accuse anyone… but enough to unnerve me.I leaned back in my chair, exhaling slowly. The numbers on the page blurred.Something was wrong.It wasn’t logical. No alerts. No urgent calls. No sign of danger. But the feeling in my gut pressed hard against my ribs, as if my instincts were clawing to be heard.“Get yourself together,” I muttered.But the unease only grew strong

Chapter Hundred Sixty-Two

CelesteCold.That was the first thing I felt.Not the kind of cold you get from an air-conditioned room or the morning breeze through a half-open window.This one was harsher — biting, metallic, crawling up my arms and legs and settling deep into my bones like it wanted to replace the warmth inside me.My eyelids fluttered, heavy and slow, as if weighted with sand.Where… where am I?I tried to lift my hands, instinctively, but they didn’t move. My wrists burned. Pain shot through them — sharp, scraping, raw.Tied.I was tied.My breath hitched, a tiny sound trapped in my throat.“What…” My voice cracked, foreign even to me. “Where…”The world around me was dark and blurry at first, like looking through fogged glass. But as my vision adjusted, the shapes sharpened.Concrete walls.A single flickering bulb above me.Dust floating in the air.Old crates stacked in the corners. Broken planks. Mold on the ceiling. A filthy window with bars nailed across it.An abandoned house.Or somethi

Chapter Hundred Sixty-Three

SebastianThe office was chaos in controlled form. Screens flickered with security feeds, logs scrolled endlessly, and my phone never stopped buzzing. Nicholas was beside me, half-leaning over my desk, tapping into channels I didn’t even know we had. Every contact, every informant, every single connection I’d ever made was in use, tracing Tristan’s movements, trying to find Celeste. My mind was a storm of calculated urgency; there was no room for hesitation.“Status?” I barked at Nicholas, barely looking up from my screen.“We’ve got a partial trace on Tristan’s car,” he said, pointing at a satellite feed overlay. “Last pinged five minutes ago near the industrial district. GPS still moving but sporadic. Likely taking back roads.”Good. That meant we were close. Too close for comfort.I rubbed the bridge of my nose. “Dispatch teams to every known route he could use. Security cams, traffic cams, every private network I can access. And send people to his properties. His warehouses, safe

Chapter Hundred Sixty-Four

CelesteMy eyes were shut tight, heart hammering as the cold barrel pressed against my forehead. Every breath felt like fire, every second stretched into eternity. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t think.“Goodbye, Celeste,” Violet whispered, her finger tightening on the trigger.And then—“What is happening here?!”The voice was loud, sharp, cutting through the basement like a knife. My eyes snapped open.“Celeste…” a familiar voice called softly. But I froze. It wasn’t Sebastian. My stomach lurched.“Adrian,” I whispered, disbelief sharpening every syllable.He stepped closer, dark eyes glinting with a strange mix of greed and calculation. His suit was too clean for this basement, his tie slightly loose, and a briefcase clutched under his arm. He looked like he had walked out of a boardroom to kidnap me.“Surprised to see me?” he asked, voice smooth, almost cruel. “I thought you’d be happy someone’s finally paying attention.”I blinked, trying to steady my breathing. “Adrian… what… what a

Chapter Hundred Sixty-Five

SebastianMy arms were trembling, my heart hammering like it wanted to burst from my chest. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. Celeste—my Celeste—was bleeding, her body limp in my arms, her tiny hand pressed to her stomach as if trying to shield our child.“Paramedics! Get over here! Now!” I shouted, my voice raw with panic as I slammed the ambulance doors open. Adrenaline made my legs move faster than I thought possible. “We need a stretcher! She’s losing too much blood! Move!”I tightened my grip on her, adjusting her carefully as I crouched onto the stretcher. Her body was so light, almost impossibly fragile. My fingers fumbled at the straps, securing her, but my eyes never left her face. She wasn’t moving. Her lips were pale, her breathing shallow.“Stay with me, Celeste! Come on, don’t you dare—don’t you dare leave me now!” I whispered, my forehead pressed against hers. I could feel her warmth, faint and slipping. “I need you to fight… for us… for our baby… please…”The p

Chapter Hundred Sixty-Six

CelesteI blinked against the harsh hospital lights, my head heavy, limbs weak. Slowly, awareness crept back. My eyes fluttered open, and my breath caught.Sebastian. He was there, sitting in the chair beside the bed, head resting against my shoulder, his arm draped protectively over me. He was asleep—finally, it seemed, letting himself rest after the nightmare.For a moment, relief washed over me, soft and fragile. I reached up almost instinctively, my hand moving toward my belly—and then froze. My fingers pressed against the curve of my stomach, panic snapping through me.I gasped. “Sebastian…” my voice trembled.His eyes snapped open instantly, dark and worried. “Celeste? What is it? What’s wrong?”I lifted my hand, trembling, pointing to my stomach. “The baby… my baby… is the baby okay?” My voice broke, fear coating every word.Sebastian’s expression softened immediately. He leaned closer, his hand covering mine over my belly, warm and reassuring. “Shh… hey, hey, look at me,” he m

Chapter Hundred Sixty-Seven

Celeste Nicholas moved to the other side of the bed, careful not to crowd me. “Don’t ever do that again,” he muttered, though his voice shook. “Passing out, getting kidnapped, almost dying—Celeste, my heart can’t handle that.”I let out a weak laugh, even though my throat tightened. “I didn’t want any of it to happen either…”Alexis sniffed, blinking rapidly before placing the bag of clothes on the couch. “I brought some of your things. And… and snacks. But I don’t know if you’re allowed to eat snacks so—” Her eyes widened as she turned to Sebastian. “Sebastian, is she allowed?”“For now, only what the doctor permits,” Sebastian replied, his tone gentler than usual when speaking to her. “But thank you, Alexis.”She nodded quickly, her relief mixed with guilt as her gaze returned to me.Theodore stepped closer, posture straight but eyes impossibly soft. “You are family,” he said quietly. “Do not forget that. We almost lost you.” His jaw tightened. “I am grateful we did not.”Emotion r

Chapter Hundred Sixty-Eight

CelesteAfter days of cold hospital air, machines beeping beside me, and that constant underlying fear that something could go wrong, stepping out of the hospital doors felt like waking up from the longest nightmare. The air was warm, the sky clear, and for the first time in what felt like forever, I could breathe without feeling pain or panic clawing at my chest.Sebastian was gripping my hand tightly, as if afraid I might vanish if he loosened his hold. His other hand carried the small bag containing my discharge papers and the few belongings Alexis had brought. He kept glancing at me—every few seconds—checking if I was okay, if I was walking fine, if I was breathing fine, if the world was treating me fine.“Stop worrying,” I whispered, nudging him with my shoulder.He didn’t even try to deny it. “Not happening.”I smiled softly, the kind of smile that carried gratitude and exhaustion all at once. “I’m really okay, Seb. I’m just… tired.”His brows pinched slightly, but he nodded. “Yo

Chapter Hundred Sixty-Nine

Celeste Two Months LaterMorning didn’t break softly—it unfurled in a quiet shimmer, like the sun itself understood that today wasn’t ordinary. Today wasn’t just my wedding day… it was also my birthday. And somehow, the universe decided to combine the two biggest moments of my life into one breathtaking, terrifying, overwhelming day.I woke up before my alarm, though I barely slept at all. My heartbeat had been its own kind of restless knocking all night, a mix of nerves and surreal excitement that kept me turning beneath the silk sheets. I stared at the canopy above me for a long moment, letting the stillness settle around me.This villa—the bridal villa—was unlike anything I’d ever seen. Set on the highest cliff of Seb’s private island, it had floor-to-ceiling glass walls that opened directly to the endless blue of the ocean. From where I lay, I could see the water rippling with the first hints of sunrise. Gold, soft pink, and a pale, glowing lavender spread across the horizon like

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