《The Heirmaker's Bride》全部章節：第 221 章 - 第 230 章

The driver was unconscious not moving. The guard ignored it for now as he reached Nikolai first, forcing the bent door open with a grunt before pulling him free.“Can you stand?” he asked quickly.Nikolai nodded weakly, shaking, his face pale.“Good,” the guard said. “Listen to me, run.”“What?” Nikolai blinked.“Run into the bushes,” he said firmly, pointing toward the tree line nearby. “Don’t stop. Don’t look back.”“But my mom...”“I’ll get her out,” the guard said sharply. “Go!”That was enough.Nikolai ran.Stumbling at first, then faster, fear driving him as he disappeared toward the bushes.The guard turned back immediately.Sera was still trapped.Her leg pinned.Metal crushed around her.“Nikolai...!” she screamed, her voice raw with panic. “Nikolai!”“I sent him ahead,” the guard said quickly, already pulling at the twisted frame. “I need you to stay with me...”A sound.Engines.Approaching fast.The guard’s head snapped up. The third car was still coming. He reached for h

Sera now sat in the back seat of Damian's car her hands still trembling faintly, her mind trapped in the same moment she couldn’t escape, the sound of Nikolai’s voice calling for her, the fear in his eyes, the way he had been pulled away from her reach.Ahead of her, Damian drove fast but there was something different in the way he held the wheel now, something darker, more dangerous, as though every passing second without his son was carving something irreversible into him.No one spoke during the drive. There were no words that could hold what had just happened. There was only one direction now, one purpose, and it pulled them forward without pause.The gates of the estate opened before the car had even slowed, and the moment they came to a stop, Damian stepped out immediately. This time, his body did not betray him. He didn’t falter or pause, he moved with a sharp, relentless focus, heading straight through the house and toward the restricted wing at the back.Sera followed without

For a second no one moved. No one breathed because no one had expected that.Sera flinched, her heart slamming against her ribs as her eyes snapped to Damian, but he hadn’t moved from where he stood, his arm still extended, his gaze steady, unchanged.Cold.Like pulling the trigger had meant nothing.Slowly, deliberately, he lowered the gun and then he spoke. “You all heard the story,” he said, his voice quiet but carrying through the entire warehouse. “About the family that disappeared overnight.”No one answered.They didn’t need to.Everyone knew that story.A massacre whispered about in the underworld like a warning no one wanted to fully understand.“An assassin,” Damian continued, his tone even, almost conversational. “That’s what they called it.”He took a step forward, then another. Each movement measured, controlled, as his eyes moved from one face to another.“They said no one survived,” he added. “That whoever did it wasn’t human.”A faint pause followed. Then.. “They were

The blood wouldn’t stop. It kept coming, too much.Sera's breathing turned uneven, desperate as she pressed harder, trying to remember everything she knew, everything she had ever learned, but nothing felt like enough in that moment.“Apply pressure, doc” Anton said quickly, shifting slightly to help, his movements precise even as his jaw tightened. “Keep it steady, doc.”“I am,” she said, her voice cracking. “I am, I’m trying...” But Sera was shaking.“You’re doing fine,” he replied, though his tone carried more urgency than reassurance.Damian’s breathing was shallow, too shallow and that terrified her more than anything else.“Nikolai..” she started, her voice breaking as she glanced up instinctively but the boy hadn’t moved.He stood a few steps away still, completely still. His eyes were locked on Damian, wide and unblinking, like he couldn’t process what he was seeing.In his head, everything had slowed. He is going to die.The thought didn’t come once.It repeated.Louder.Clea

A year later, the island no longer felt like a gift. It felt like something that had always belonged to them.The sea stretched endlessly in shades of blue that shifted with the light, waves rolling in with a rhythm that didn’t ask for permission.White sand carried their footprints only for a moment before the tide reached out and erased them again, as if the world here refused to hold onto anything heavy for too long.Damian walked along the shoreline without hesitation. Each step was firm, grounded, the ghost of pain long buried beneath discipline and time.The wind moved through his shirt, carrying salt and warmth, and for once, there was nothing chasing him. No enemies waiting in the dark, no decisions that required blood to solve them.Just this.Just her.Sera’s laughter cut through the air as she moved ahead of him, barefoot, her dress brushing lightly against her legs as she glanced back over her shoulder.“You’re still slow,” she teased, her eyes bright with something lighte