All Chapters of Pregnant For My Father-in-Law: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Dax.Alex's head lowered slightly. “I'm sorry Alpha. I couldn’t recover full information on what the young mistress went through while you were away. She didn’t stay in the main estate for long. She was moved to another apartment at the far end of the property.”My gaze sharpened slightly and I turned slowly.“And the staff?”“All dead.”The words landed clean with no hesitation or uncertainty.“All the servants assigned there have been killed,” he continued. “There are no witnesses. No one left to question.”I exhaled slowly, irritation settling deep instead of flaring out.“Of course there aren’t,” I muttered.“The place was cleaned properly,” Alex added. “No struggle, no clear signs, but the timeline is broken. Someone controlled that space.”I nodded once and then waved him off.“Dig deeper,” I said. “I want everything.”“Yes, Alpha.”He left immediately, and the silence that followed felt heavier than before.I sat down slowly and my eyes fell on the frame resting on the desk.Th

Ciara’s POV I was restless on the bed, my brain spinning in endless circles, picking apart every conversation, every glance, every hidden motive in this cursed house. My body felt just as unsettled, it was heavy with exhaustion yet buzzing with that relentless, pregnancy-fueled hunger that never seemed to ease. The worst combination at night. And then there was the woman screaming from Jasper’s room. She had been at it for nearly thirty minutes now, her moans loud and theatrical, echoing through the walls with unnatural clarity thanks to my sharpened hearing. Not that I cared who he was fucking tonight, mafia men have permission to fuck around, mom hammered that into me and i grew up watching all the men in my family doing that. But hey! I was a pregnant woman with hormones running wild, and the sounds were making it impossible to ignore how soaked I was between my thighs. My pussy throbbed with empty need, slick dripping down my folds and soaking the sheets beneath me.

Ciara’s POVI didn’t stay on that bed for much long despite being spent, because if I did, I knew exactly where my mind would drag me back to, and I wasn’t ready to sit there and relive it like some weak girl clinging to a moment she should’ve fought harder against, so I pushed myself up, grabbed the nearest clothes, and started dressing slowly like if I moved with enough control, my thoughts would follow.They didn’t.They kept circling, stubborn and loud, pulling me right back to the same question I didn’t want to answer, and the more I tried to brush it off, the more it settled in my chest like something unfinished.Pregnancy explained part of this shit, I knew that, my body wasn’t mine the way it used to be, everything was heightened, reactions sharper, impulses louder, and that wild pup inside me felt like it was amplifying every single thing I tried to suppress… but even with all that and every excuse lined up neatly for me to hide behind, there was still something I couldn’t sh

Ciara’s POVStaring at my crying husband, I was stunned… no, stunned doesn’t even begin to describe what I felt. I was completely frozen, caught between disbelief and a strange, twisted kind of pity that made my stomach turn but knowing how many faces he got, I immediately shove that feeling down. But no experience with Jasper Blackthorne had ever prepared me for this version of him, this broken, desperate man clinging to me.His grip tightened instantly and I sighed because this same man who choked me, and smiled while doing it was crying.Actual tears.Warm drops landed on my shoulder, soaking through the thin fabric of my robe as he held me tighter, his face buried in the crook of my neck like I was the only thing keeping him from falling apart.I wanted to step back immediately, to put distance between us before this moment turned into something even more dangerous, but his arms locked more around me like steel bands, pulling me flush against his chest.“Don’t go,” he whispered,

Ciara’s POVI stood in front of the mirror, fingers moving through my hair as I braided it slowly, carefully, like if I took my time with something simple, my thoughts would stay just as steady, but they didn’t, they kept drifting, circling back to yesterday, to Jasper’s face, to the way he switched from madness to something broken and back again like nothing meant anything to him, and it sent a quiet chill down my spine even now.Still… I exhaled and straightened, forcing my shoulders back as I took in my reflection properly, because I looked good, no… I looked more than good, the red gown hugged my body just right, soft against my skin, and the slight swell of my belly was visible now, not enough to draw too much attention but enough to remind me that everything happening wasn’t just some twisted game, it was real, growing inside me and changing everything.“Focus,” I muttered under my breath, smoothing the fabric over my waist as a small smile tugged at my lips despite everything,