All Chapters of Back In The Arms Of My Billionaire Ex Husband : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The safe house was quiet except for the faint hum of electricity. Dante sat on the edge of a chair, his injured shoulder still stiff, his jaw tight with frustration.Whisper stood across from him, phone in hand, his expression grim.“We’re running out of time,” Whisper said.Dante looked up sharply. “What happened?”“Quinn is getting suspicious. Our man on the inside is scared. He thinks Quinn is close to finding out about Ashley.”Dante’s chest tightened. “About the baby?”Whisper nodded. “Yeah. Once Quinn knows, he won’t just use Ashley. He’ll use the child too.”Dante stood up despite the pain. “That’s not happening.”Whisper stepped closer. “Then we can’t keep playing dead much longer.”Dante’s fists clenched. “If I surface, Quinn will come for me.”“If you don’t,” Whisper replied, “he’ll come for her.”Silence fell between them. Heavy.Dante dragged a hand over his face. “She thinks I abandoned her.”“She thinks you’re gone,” Whisper said. “But she’s still alive because of it.”D

The memory of the car stayed with Ashley long after the night had ended.Even in the shower that morning, she kept seeing the headlights in her mind — too close, too steady, following her turns. She tried to tell herself it had been nothing. Maybe it was a coincidence or her imagination.But her body didn’t believe it.A shiver ran through her as she dressed for work. She chose a loose blouse again. Another layer. Her own way to feel protected.By the time she reached the office, she was already tired not from work, but from carrying fear quietly.When she stepped into her workspace, something immediately felt wrong.Her desk looked… different. Then she saw it.A large bouquet of fresh roses sat where her files usually were. Elegant. Expensive. The kind that didn’t belong in a normal office setting.For a brief, fragile second, her heart softened.Asher.The thought came naturally. He was thoughtful like that. He worried about her. He noticed when she seemed off.A small smile touc

Ashley lay on her bed long after the lights were off, the room lit only by the faint glow from the street outside. Sleep felt distant, like something meant for other people.One hand rested on her stomach, her thumb moving in slow, unconscious circles. The baby had become her anchor, her comfort and sometimes, her greatest fear.Her mind drifted, as it always did lately, to Dante.His birthday.Thirty years old in just a few days.The thought twisted something in her chest. How could time keep moving when his life felt frozen in uncertainty? Somewhere out there — alive or dead she didn’t know and that not knowing hurt more than anything else.She picked up her phone and stared at Tristan’s name for a long moment before calling.He answered quickly.“Ash?”“Hey,” she said softly. “Were you asleep?”“No. Just reading. What’s wrong?”She hesitated, then let it out.“It’s Dante’s birthday in a few days.”Tristan exhaled slowly on the other end.“I figured you’d remember,” he said gently.

“Dante” she whispered again, voice barely audible, trembling.He stepped forward, letting the light catch his features. And the instant Ashley saw him clearly, she didn’t hesitate. She rushed into his arms, sobbing as if the last six months of fear, loneliness, and terror had all been bottled inside her.Dante caught her, firm but gentle, his arms encircling her as if to ground her to reality. Her face buried in his chest, tears soaking his shirt, she trembled uncontrollably.“I… I was so scared…” she choked out between sobs. “I thought… I thought I’d never…”Shuddering, she hugged him tighter. “I didn’t know what to… to do”“You’re safe now,” Dante murmured softly, voice steady and low. “No one is touching you. Not tonight. Not ever. You’re safe.”Ashley’s hands trembled as she clutched Dante, sobs shaking her body. Her face buried in his chest, she pulled back slightly, gripping his shoulders, eyes wide, searching his face as if she couldn’t believe he was real.“Is… is this real?”

Ashley shifted slightly in his arms, a small smile playing on her lips despite everything.“I can’t wait to tell Danae,” she said softly. “And Tristan and everyone. They’re going to freak out when they hear you’re back.”She laughed quietly, the sound light for the first time that night. “Danae will scream. Tristan will probably try to punch you for disappearing.”Dante smiled faintly, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Not yet.”Ashley blinked. “Not yet?”“It’s better if people don’t know I’m back,” he said gently. “At least for now.”Her brows knitted together. “Why? Dante, they’ve been worried sick. I’ve been worried sick.”“I know,” he said softly, brushing his thumb against her arm. “But it’s not safe. The fewer people who know, the better. I don’t want to put you or them in danger.”Ashley’s lips formed a small pout. “That’s not fair,” she murmured. “I finally get you back and I can’t even tell my people.”He gave a tiny, apologetic smile. “Just for a little while. Please.”S