All Chapters of The Secetary’s Secret Marriage: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Chapter Sixty One: The Mother-in-Law’s ThreatAlina’s PovThe ride back from Dima’s company was heavy with silence. I sat pressed against the window, my reflection staring back at me with hollow eyes. My heart hadn’t stopped racing since that confrontation. My body still shook inside even though Lucien’s calm presence beside me tried to hold me together.He didn’t speak. He didn’t have to. His hand brushed mine every so often, a silent reminder that I wasn’t alone. I wanted to thank him, I wanted to tell him how much his strength meant to me, but my throat was too tight.When the car finally stopped at the house, I let out a shaky breath. Home. At least here I could breathe, at least here I was safe. Or so I thought.The moment we stepped inside, my blood ran cold.She was there.Lucien’s sister. Dima’s mother. My mother-in-law.Even when I was married to Dima, she never treated me kindly. She had made it clear from the start that I didn’t belong in her son’s world. Now, seeing her he

Chapter Sixty Three : The Birthday Surprise Gone WrongAlina’s POVI could not sleep that night. I kept turning on the bed, hugging the pillow, my heart full of thoughts about Lucien. Tomorrow was his birthday.He had done so much for me. He had protected me when no one else did. He had stayed with me when the whole world stood against me. Even when I was weak, even when I was nothing, he treated me like I was worth everything.How could I not do something, even something small, to show him how much he meant to me?I whispered to myself, smiling a little, “I will surprise him. Just something small… but from my heart.”When morning came, I woke up before him. The house was quiet. I knew if I told Lucien or even the guards, they would never allow me to step out. They always thought I needed protection. And maybe they were right… but just this once, I wanted to do something for him by myself.I wore a simple dress and tied my hair quickly. Then, quietly, I slipped out. My heart raced, bu

Chapter Sixty Five : Every Second CountsLucien’s POVThe silence in the house was the kind that didn’t sit right.At first, I thought maybe she was in the kitchen, trying to make one of those ridiculous breakfasts she always insisted on. But the kitchen was spotless. The coffee pot was still full from last night. Her shoes were gone from the hallway.My chest tightened.I searched every corner of the house, calling her name. The bedroom. The balcony. Even the garden outside. Nothing.That’s when I saw it—A folded piece of paper on the dresser, weighed down by the perfume bottle she used the night before.I picked it up, and the handwriting hit me instantly. Alina’s.“I’ll be back soon. Don’t worry. I just want to do something for you today.”It was meant to be sweet.But my blood ran cold.She went out. Alone. Without telling me where. Without protection.“Damn it, Alina…” My fist slammed the dresser so hard the wood cracked.Within minutes, I had Ken and the others at the house. My

Chapter Sixty Seven : Her Silent CryAlina’s POVMy throat burned from the tears that would not stop. My voice cracked as I begged again, but they didn’t even look at me. Dima and his mother sat a little away, talking in low voices, as if I wasn’t even there. As if I wasn’t human at all.The rope around my wrists cut into my skin. My hands were already sore and red. I wriggled, but the more I struggled, the tighter it seemed to get. My chest rose and fell too fast, every breath short, sharp, and painful.“Please…” my voice broke. “Please let me go. I’ll do anything, I swear. Please, don’t do this.”Dima’s mother turned her head lazily, her face cold. “Cry all you want. No one will hear you here.” Then she turned back to her son, dismissing me like I was nothing.That cut deeper than the rope.I felt so small. So helpless. My tears kept falling, dropping onto the dusty floor beneath me. I wanted Lucien. I wanted his voice, his touch, his strength. Just one moment with him would make th

Chapter Sixty Nine : In the Dark BushesLucien’s POVThe drive felt endless. The cars moved fast, but every second felt like it was crawling. My chest was burning, my mind was racing. Alina’s text was the only thing I could see. The words were messy, broken, but I understood them. She was in Lony. She was in danger.I tried calling her number again. Nothing. The line was dead. My fingers tightened around the phone until I almost broke it. “Damn it!” I hissed under my breath.Something had happened. Something worse.The men in the cars behind me were quiet. They knew my mood. They could feel the storm inside me. I was not just their boss tonight. I was a man who could lose the woman he loved.“Boss?” Ken, my right-hand man, spoke from the passenger seat. His voice was low, careful. “Do you want us to rush in when we get there?”“No.” My voice was sharp. I shook my head, staring at the road. “Not all of you. Too much noise will alert them. When we get close, only two men follow me. The