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"You son of a…"My fist connected with his face before I even realized I'd moved. The impact sent a satisfying crack through my knuckles as Adrian stumbled backward, blood immediately spurting from his nose."What the hell!" he yelled, holding his face.But I wasn't done. Not even close.I grabbed him by his collar and slammed him against his car, my other fist already swinging. This time I caught him in the jaw, and I heard his teeth clack together."You bastard!" I roared. "She was pregnant with your child and you act like it was nothing?"Adrian tried to push me off, but rage made me stronger. I hit him again. And again. Each punch releasing some of the fury burning in my chest."Stop!" he gasped, but I couldn't. Wouldn't."You got her pregnant and then what?" I snarled, pulling back to look at his bloodied face. "Let me guess. You didn't want the baby. You probably told her to get rid of it."The flicker in his eyes told me I was right, and fresh rage exploded through me.I threw

Killian's POVThe hospital smelled like antiseptic, just like it had every other time I'd visited.I walked through the sterile hallways toward Bella's room, my mind already elsewhere. I had a business trip coming up, three days in Singapore for contract negotiations that couldn't be postponed. Which meant leaving Elara, and after everything that had happened, the thought made my chest tight with anxiety.But I'd triple the security. Have guards watching her twenty-four seven. Make sure she was protected even when I wasn't there.First, though, I needed to check on Bella one last time before I left.I found her in the common room, sitting at a small table with crayons scattered everywhere. She was coloring, her tongue sticking out slightly in concentration like a child.My stomach turned. This was still so wrong to see."Uncle Killian!" She looked up with that bright, innocent smile. "Look! I drew a picture of a house!"She held up a paper covered in messy crayon scribbles that vaguel

Elara's POVI watched Killian pace across our bedroom, his phone in one hand, his other hand running through his hair for the tenth time in as many minutes. Something was bothering him, and I had a feeling I knew what it was."Just tell me," I said softly from where I sat on the bed.He stopped and turned to face me, conflict written all over his face. "I have to go to Singapore."My stomach dropped, but I kept my expression neutral. "When?""Tomorrow morning. Three days." He came to sit beside me, taking my hands in his. "The contract negotiations can't be postponed. I've tried everything, but if I don't show up in person, we'll lose the deal."Three days. It didn't sound like much. People went on business trips all the time. But after everything that had happened, Leandro's attack, Adrian's threats, Aunt Isadora's betrayal…three days without him felt like a lifetime."Elara, I can cancel it," Killian said quickly, reading my face. "I can send someone else. Marcus can handle it.""No

Killian's POVSingapore was beautiful. Everyone kept telling me that. The city gleamed with modern architecture, lights sparkling across the skyline like diamonds scattered across black velvet. The hotel was luxurious, the meetings were productive, the contracts were practically halfway signed.I didn't care about any of it.My mind was thousands of miles away, back home with Elara. Every time someone spoke in the conference room, I had to force myself to focus. Every time I should have been impressed by a presentation or excited about profit margins, I was checking my phone under the table."Mr. Killian, what do you think about the distribution timeline?"I looked up to find six pairs of eyes watching me expectantly. I had no idea what they'd just been discussing."Could you repeat that?" I asked, trying not to sound as distracted as I felt.Marcus, who I'd brought along as my second-in-command, jumped in smoothly. "Mr. Killian was just reviewing the quarterly projections. Perhaps we

Elara's POVThe office building felt wrong the moment I stepped inside.Everything was too quiet. Too still. Like the building itself was holding its breath, waiting for something terrible to happen.My footsteps echoed loudly against the marble floor as I walked through the empty lobby. Each sound seemed to bounce off the walls and come back louder, making me jump at my own movements."Mrs. Killian," James said beside me, his voice low and cautious. "I don't like this. The building is completely empty. No security guard at the front desk. No one in the lobby. Something feels off.""I agree with James," Trevor added from my other side. "We should reschedule. Come back during business hours when there are more people around."I wanted to agree with them. Every instinct I had was screaming at me to turn around and leave. But I'd already come this far. Already agreed to meet Leandro. If I backed out now, I'd always wonder if I'd missed a chance for real closure."It's fine," I said, tryi