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Chapter 11

The room went so still I could hear the grandfather clock ticking in the corner, each sound heavier than the last. His father’s question had landed like a stone dropped into dark water, sending ripples through every inch of me.“Who is the true father of your child?”For a moment I simply stared at him, my pulse drumming in my ears. I had been shrinking all evening under their interrogation, swallowing their contempt, answering their pointed questions as if my worth could be tallied on some invisible ledger. But something in me broke then—snapped clean through. I was tired of shrinking, tired of being dissected, tired of people deciding whether I was worthy of a place at their table.I drew in a breath and sat straighter, slipping my hand free from Damian’s grip. My voice came out steadier than I thought possible.“Damian is the father of my child,” I said, watching their faces as the words fell between us. I let the silence stretch before adding, “And the doctor said there might be t

Last Updated : 2025-09-12

Chapter 12

The moment the driver’s voice cut through the silence, my blood went cold.“Yes, sir. We have her. We’re on the way.”For a second, I couldn’t breathe. It didn’t feel real. Then Damian’s voice snapped like a whip.“Who the hell are you talking to?”The driver’s knuckles tightened on the wheel, his gaze flicking up to the mirror, his eyes locking on me instead of Damian. That look said everything. This was planned. This was never supposed to be a drive home.I felt the shift before the car even lurched. The engine roared as the driver pressed harder on the accelerator, the city lights streaking past too fast, too wrong.“Evelyn,” Damian’s voice cut through the panic, low but commanding. His hand found mine, squeezing so tightly it pulled me back from the spiral threatening to drag me under. “Get down.”I didn’t argue. My body obeyed even before my mind caught up, sliding lower against the seat as his other hand went for the man in front of us. Damian moved like a blade, sharp and preci

Last Updated : 2025-09-13

Chapter 13

Weeks had slipped by since the kidnapping attempt, but the memory of it still clung to me like a bruise. Some nights, I woke gasping, my heart racing, certain I could hear the driver’s voice whispering in the dark. We have her. We’re on the way. Those words rattled in my skull until I reached across the bed—half-expecting to find Damian there, steadying me with the same protective fury he had shown that night. But my hand always met cold sheets. Damian had become a ghost in his own home. I was six months along now, my belly an undeniable curve beneath my dresses. The sight of it in the mirror should have made me proud, but instead it weighed me down with a strange loneliness. When the babies kicked, I whispered to them in the quiet, as though my voice could replace the one that used to fill the silence. Because Damian no longer did. At first, I told myself he was keeping his distance for my sake. That his absence was strategy, not rejection. That he worked late nights to keep dang

Last Updated : 2025-09-13

Chapter 14

The vow I made to myself the night before still echoed in my mind the next morning: I’ll confront him. I won’t be kept in the dark anymore. No more second guessing myself or my children. But Damian left before dawn again, the sound of the door closing so soft it was almost cruel. By the time I sat up in bed, the ache in my chest was back, heavier than the weight of my growing belly. I dragged myself into the nursery. The cream walls were dry now, the crib I had built standing steady and proud. I traced the edge with my fingers, whispering to the babies inside me as though they could hear: “Today. Today I’ll ask him But the day slipped by in a haze of folding tiny clothes and rubbing my sore back. By evening, fatigue pulled me into the rocking chair. That was when Sophia knocked lightly and stepped in, balancing a tray. “Miss Evelyn,” she said with a soft smile, “you didn’t touch your lunch, so I brought you something light. Ginger tea and crackers.” I smiled faintly. “Sophia,

Last Updated : 2025-09-14

Chapter 15

The next morning, Damian was already downstairs, dressed in a charcoal suit. His jacket was buttoned, his tie perfectly in place, and his phone buzzed relentlessly on the table beside him. He moved with the same precision he always did lately, like a machine that didn’t have time for pauses.I hovered at the bottom of the stairs for a moment, my hand resting on the banister. I was still determined to talk to him no matter how hard he pushes me away. But looking at him now, so distant, so unreachable, the words got stuck in my throat.Without looking up, he reached into his wallet and slid a sleek black card across the polished wood.“Use this for the gown,” he said flatly. “Get whatever you want.”I hesitated, glancing at the card as though it might burn me. “That isn’t necessary.”His eyes lifted to mine, dark and unreadable. “It is. The Andersons will be watching everything. You’ll go prepared.”Prepared. As if this was a battle, not a party. Maybe for him, it was.I pressed my lips

Last Updated : 2025-09-14

Chapter 16

Damian’s POV I buried myself in work. Contracts, mergers, endless meetings. My calendar became my shield. If I was buried under numbers and boardroom chatter, maybe I could silence the part of me that kept replaying her sweet melodious voice in my head. But it never worked. No matter how many hours I stayed at the office, Evelyn’s presence was there. In the silence between one call and the next, I’d hear her laugh. When I closed my eyes during late-night strategy sessions, I’d see her curled up in the rocking chair, whispering to her belly as if the twins could already hear her. Her children. Adrian’s children. That reminder always cut deepest. They weren’t mine, no matter how the world saw it. No matter how much a selfish part of me wanted to claim them. And every time that truth hit, it pushed me further away from her. So I kept my distance. *** Caleb didn’t buy my excuses. He never did. He strolled into my office one evening without knocking, as usual. A black b

Last Updated : 2025-09-15

Chapter 17

Evelyn’s POVI sank onto the edge of the bed, the fabric of the gown cold beneath my fingers. Damian’s words echoed in my mind, clipped and indifferent: “It will do.” I hated myself for hoping even for a moment that he would look at me differently, that he might see me as more than a shadow in his life.Sophia lingered in the doorway, her presence gentle but insistent. “He looked at you longer than usual,” she said softly. I shook my head, refusing the comfort, pretending her words were just empty encouragement.I rested my hands on my belly, feeling the faint, rhythmic movements of the twins beneath my skin. “We’ll be fine,” I whispered to them. “Even if he won’t see us, we’ll still be fine.”Sophia helped me with the final touches, tucking stray curls behind my ears and fastening delicate jewelry. I studied my reflection, taking a slow breath, telling myself that if Damian would not acknowledge me, then the world would. My chest tightened with determination.Footsteps stopped my tho

Last Updated : 2025-09-16

Chapter 18

The city lights blurred past the car window as I tried to steady my breathing. My fingers pressed against the smooth fabric of the gown, tracing the midnight-blue silk as if the motion could calm the storm inside me. Damian sat beside me, silent and distant, his posture perfect and controlled, while the driver navigated the streets with steady hands. Every time I glanced at him, the stiffness in his shoulders reminded me that I was just an accessory tonight, a prop for the world to see.I turned my gaze back to the window. The city looked beautiful, shimmering lights stretching into the night, reflections dancing across the glass, but even its splendor could not soothe the tension knotting my chest. Celeste, Adrian, Eloise. Each name floated through my thoughts like a warning. The thought of facing them made my stomach clench. I swallowed hard and pressed my hand against my belly, feeling the soft rolls of the twins beneath my skin. “We will be fine,” I whispered, as much to myself as

Last Updated : 2025-09-17

Chapter 19

Adrian’s POV The moment I stepped into the Anderson estate, I knew this night would test every bit of restraint I had left. The hall was all glitter and wealth, chandeliers spilling light over polished marble and gowns that cost more than some families made in a year. But none of it mattered to me. Not the music, not the laughter, not the endless parade of businessmen and their wives. My eyes searched for only one thing. My Evelyn. I had been watching her since she arrived, since the cameras outside went wild when Damian stepped out of the car and offered his hand to her like a man displaying a prized jewel. I clenched my jaw at the sight. He did not deserve to touch her. He did not deserve to claim her in front of the world, as if she were his possession. That smile she wore, polite and composed, was not for him. I knew it. She was mine. She had always been mine, even if she could not see it yet. Eloise lingered by my side like a shadow I could not shake off. She looked stunning

Last Updated : 2025-09-18

Chapter 20

Evelyn’s POV My body trembled from the inside out. I could still feel Adrian’s hand clamped on my wrist, the bruising weight of his grip, the heat of his body pressing me into the wall. Even though his touch was gone, the memory crawled over my skin like a poison I could not scrub away.When the fist collided with his jaw, everything happened in a blur. The crack of impact echoed through the corridor, Adrian staggered back, and his hold on me snapped like a chain breaking. I stumbled forward, gasping as though I had been pulled out of deep water. Air rushed into my lungs, burning, and only then did I realize how long I had been holding my breath.And then I saw him.Damian.He stood between me and Adrian like an unmovable wall, his tall frame tense, his fists curled tight at his sides. His shoulders squared with a power that filled the hallway, and his eyes burned with a fury so sharp it seemed to thicken the air. I had seen Damian in anger before, but never like this. This was diffe

Last Updated : 2025-09-19

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