Semua Bab The Forgotten Vow (MM Romance): Bab 81 - Bab 90

Avelin POVI should not be here. That is the first thought in my head as I step into the break room. It is too small, too quiet, and too easy to get trapped inside. But I need coffee. I need something to steady my hands because ever since the elevator, ever since the moment my body knew he was coming before my eyes did, I have not been able to breathe properly.I move quickly with my eyes down. I focus on the coffee machine, the cup, and the routine because they are simple and safe. I reach for the mug.The door opens.I freeze. I do not need to look. The bond flares in a way that is hot, immediate, and too aware. I turn slowly, and there he is. Leander stands in the doorway with a perfect suit, perfect posture, and perfect control, except for his eyes. They lock onto mine, and something in them breaks just slightly. It looks like he feels it, too. Of course he does.We stand there as two people in a room too small for what exists between us. Neither of us moves, and neither of us spe

Madam Lia POVI do not believe in coincidence. I do not believe in it in business, in family, and certainly not in fate. Everything can be guided, positioned, and arranged. This includes people, and it especially includes my son.I stir my tea slowly as I watch the sunlight stretch across the private dining room. Everything is prepared. The setting is quiet, elegant, and controlled, which is exactly how I like it. The staff knows better than to interrupt me today. Today is important, not for the company, but for something far more fragile. It is for my son and the life he forgot.I have spent months observing him as he returned to the world and to his empire. He has returned to the man he used to be. He is cold, controlled, and untouchable. But something is different now. Something is missing, and something has become soft. I know exactly where that softness went. It went to Cliffhaven, to Avelin Mirei, and to the child who is my grandson.I close my eyes briefly. I remember the first

Leander POVThe boardroom smells like polished wood and control. It always does. It is clean, sharp, and precise. Everything in this room is designed to remind people where they stand. They are either at the table or they are beneath it.I stand at the head of the table and review the final slide on the screen. The numbers, growth, and expansion forecasts are all exactly where they should be. The data is perfect, predictable, and safe."Are there any questions?" I ask in an even voice.The pause that follows is not the kind that comes from satisfaction. It is hesitation, and I notice it immediately. Three of the board members exchange looks. Their gestures are subtle, but they are not subtle enough. This meeting is not about numbers. It has not been about numbers all morning."Mr. Voss," one of them begins carefully. "There is another matter we would like to discuss."Of course there is. I do not move, and I do not sit. I just look at him."Speak."He clears his throat and glances at

Avelin POVIt starts with a notification. It is just one notification that is small, harmless, and easy to ignore. I almost ignore it. I am standing in the break room waiting for the kettle to boil while staring at nothing in particular. My mind is already somewhere else. It is on numbers and deadlines, and the way Leander looked at me yesterday. It is on the way, my bond mark has not settled since then.Then my phone buzzes once, twice, and three times. It is too many times. I frown slightly and reach for it. Rafael’s name flashes across the screen, and beneath it is a link. There is no message, just the link. My chest tightens because Rafael never sends something like that without context or without warning. Slowly and carefully, I tap it open.The page loads, and everything inside me goes cold. The headline is bold. It is too bold and too loud and impossible to miss. The headline asks if I am an Omega Con Artist and says that sources inside Voss Corp question the CEO’s alleged husb

Leander POVHe launches at me without hesitation. He crashes into my legs and wraps his arms around me as if he belongs there and as if he has always belonged there. My body responds instantly. I bend and lift him without effort while pulling him close. He smells like soap and something soft and sweet. It is a scent that makes my chest feel full in a way I do not have words for yet."Hey," I say quietly. My voice is rougher than I expected.He pulls back just enough to look at me with his small hands gripping my collar."You came!""Yes," I answer. "I said I would."His smile widens as if I gave him the entire world. Behind him, Avelin stands near the doorway. He looks tired and has shadows under his eyes. They are faint but present. His lips press together slightly like he is holding something back. When he looks at me holding our son, something soft and fragile flickers across his face."Hi," he says quietly."Hi."The silence stretches a second too long. Then the child in my arms w