All Chapters of Married To My Billionaire Captor To Get My Son Back: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

CHELLEY MORETTI Cassian’s arm crouched my waist with a little tilt sensing the tension, as we walked in… Asher rushed to us hugging Cassian first. Cassian squatted and playfully ruffled his forehead, “I am resisting the urge to lift you up with a hug king..,. But you’re a big grown up now…” Cassian said and we all gave a light laughter, Reaching the banquet table, everyone was already present, courtesy demands the entire Moretti family gather for the heir apparent to the Moretti future. Lady Claudia with her Persian cat, and Cassandra’s father sitting closely, I wonder what their current relationship feels like after Emeristus betrayal. My eyes darted towards Alec, and Cierra sitting on the table as well. They looked altogether too comfortable, a clear sign that Lady Claudia had been the one to invite them, anything to spite me, but I didn’t show any reaction, Alec and Ciera could only lurk around, they can’t touch me anymore, it’s been in the past and I’ve left them in the

CHELLEY MORETTI I felt too dizzy, As the venomous words from the family rained down, I felt two strong hands grip my arms.It was Cassian. He held me with a desperate, rigid grip, trying to physically steady me against the wave of chaos I had unleashed."Chelley, look at me," he commanded, his voice strained and low, yet cutting through the noise. “What has gotten over you? Why would you do that?"I leaned into him, my breath ragged. This was my one chance, my only ally, even if he didn't believe me yet. I focused only on his face, ignoring the hateful family."She's plotting to kill Von, Cassian," I whispered urgently, the words tumbling out. "It wasn't a gaming device. It was an explosive… she planted it so it would detonate and injure or kill our son when he pressed the button. I saw her move away. I know it!"Before Cassian could even process the word 'explosive’… before he could even decide if my terror was real or a delusion… A bellow of rage slammed towards me .Justice

CHELLEY MORETTI We were back in the penthouse. I sat on the bed replaying everything that went down on my son’s birthday, How I ruined his day, how he sees me as a wicked mother yet again, how Cassandra could have possibly connived with Shana to make me seem unstable or show my supposed contempt for her to Cassian.Cassian entering and removing his shirt and went straight to the spirit on the table, he poured himself a glass cup and chugged down, then another… he was expressionless but stressed, the silence stretched on for a while between us, Soon Jared came in with a familiar lady, it was the same doctor that treated me back at the beach house where I was confined for three years, My heart thud, for some reason I thought Cassian was about to take me back to the beach house, because seeing the doctor brought back the memories.. I glanced at him but he was still drinking and expressionless“Hi Chelley…” She waved..I was still, as she dragged a chair and sat in front of me, “What

CASSIAN MORETTI “What if I conceive a child for you?” Chelley said. For a moment I paused, the pleasure leaching out of me, leaving behind a cold, hard knot of fear and fury.Something struck in me like guilt and anger, a seismic shift that had nothing to do with Chelley, but everything to do with my beloved Donna, My mother and my vibrant son, who all died in that sudden, horrific jet crash, and the vow I made over her grave: never to bring another child of my blood into a world that would inevitably try to tear them apart or take them from me again.just as it had taken her. The sheer injustice of her death still burned in me, a relentless flame, and I hadn't still avenged her death.The thought of breaking that sacred promise, that shield I had placed around my future, was unbearable.Though I had the doctors administer contraception into Chelley’s back years back, and that would prevent me from ever breaking my vow to Donna.I jerked away from Chelley, rolling off the bed, need

CHELLEY MORETTI Alec’s eyes narrowed slightly, processing my sudden offer. Greed instantly overcame caution. He paused for dramatic effect, then leaned forward, resting his elbows on my desk."Personal investment, Chelley? How sweet." His smile was predatory. "Since it’s you, I'll offer you a deal. The market value for those parcels is 100 million. But I know Cassian Moretti can afford a premium to clean up the company's books before he takes over completely. Let’s make it 120 million dollars."The price was absurd—twenty million over market value. He thought he had me over a barrel, desperate to save my father's land.I didn't blink. I met his gaze, the diamonds on my neck catching the light and reflecting the cold calculation in my eyes. I allowed my own smirk to emerge, one that was far more dangerous than his."A hundred and twenty million, Mr Kessington? That's optimistic," I countered smoothly, picking up the pen and tapping the report on the urban project. "Perhaps you’re