Semua Bab Carrying The Billionaire's Child : Bab 31 - Bab 40

Elara woke slowly, wrapped in warmth.For a moment, she didn't remember where she was.Then she remembered what happened in bits.Soft sheets. Unfamiliar windows. An arm around her waist. A hand resting protectively on her stomach.Sebastian's bed.She was in Sebastian's bed.Naked.After last night.Heat flooded her face as memories washed over her. The dinner. The confession. Coming home and finally, finally letting herself have what she had been denying for weeks.Him.Behind her, Sebastian's breathing was deep and even.He was still asleep.Elara lay very still, not wanting to wake him, not wanting this moment to end. Because right now, wrapped in his arms, everything felt simple.Real.Safe.“You're awake,” Sebastian's voice rumbled against her back, rough with sleep.So much for him being asleep.“How did you know?” Elara whispered.“Your breathing changed.” His arm tightened around her waist. “And you went very still. Like you're trying not to wake me.”“I didn't want to distu

The day After the GalaCassandra Whitmore sat in her Park Avenue penthouse, staring at her phone screen.The photo had been posted by Page Six at midnight.Sebastian and Elara on the dance floor. His hands on her waist. Her arms around his neck. Both of them looking at each other like nothing else existed.The caption read: “Sebastian Vale Makes It Official: Billionaire Goes Public with Pregnant Girlfriend at Vale Enterprises Gala”Below it, dozens of other photos from the same night.Sebastian's hand on Elara's back as they walked the red carpet.Sebastian introducing her to board members with pride.Sebastian kissing her in front of everyone.And in every single photo, he looked happy.Devastatingly, infuriatingly happy.Cassandra's hand tightened on her phone until her knuckles went white.She had spent six months with Sebastian Vale. Six months trying to get him to look at her the way he looked at that girl in these photos.Six months of perfect behavior. Perfect appearance. Perfec

Monday Morning - Three Days After the Press ConferenceDetective Maria Rodriguez sat across from Sebastian in his office, a thick folder open on the desk between them.“Mr. Vale,” she said, her voice very professional. “We've completed our preliminary investigation into the incidents you reported. The brick through your windows, the threatening messages, the leaked audio. What we found is... extensive.”Sebastian leaned forward. “Tell me.”Elara sat beside him, her hand in his. She had refused to stay home, and insisted on being here for this.Detective Rodriguez pulled out several documents. “The brick was easy to trace. Security cameras from the building across the street caught the person who threw it. A man named Derek Chen.”“The private investigator,” Sebastian said, his jaw tight.“Yes. Mr. Chen has been employed by Cassandra Whitmore for the past four months. When we brought him in for questioning, he... cooperated extensively. In exchange for immunity, he provided us with eve

The Car Ride HomeElara sat in the back seat, still clutching the ultrasound photos, staring at the tiny profile of their daughter.Their daughter.The word felt surreal and terrifying.Sebastian's hand found hers, putting their fingers together.“You're quiet,” he said softly.“I'm just thinking.”Elara looked up at him. “We're having a girl.”“We're having a girl,” he repeated, and his voice cracked on the last word.She had never seen him cry like this, not holding back, not trying to control it. Just tears streaming down his face as he stared at the same ultrasound photo.“Are you okay?” Elara asked.“I don't know.” Sebastian's thumb traced the outline of the baby in the photo. “A daughter. I'm going to have a daughter. And I have no idea how to be a father, let alone a father to a little girl.”“I don't know how to be a mother either.” Elara said quietly. “But we'll figure it out. Together.”“Together,” Sebastian echoed. Then his eyes met hers. “She's going to be beautiful. Just l

Saturday Morning - Manhattan Birthing Center“I still don't think this is necessary,” Sebastian said as they walked into the community center.“You didn't think building a crib was necessary either, and look how that turned out.”“We built it eventually.”“After three hours and you repeatedly saying you want to hire professionals.” Elara squeezed his hand. “These classes will help. We're first time parents. We need to learn.”Sebastian looked around the room folding chairs arranged in a circle, other couples already sitting, a cheerful instructor setting up a projector.“Fine,” he muttered. “But if they make us practice breathing exercises, I'm leaving.”They found two seats near the back.The other couples looked... normal. A young pair in their early twenties holding hands nervously. An older couple who already had two kids at home. And then there was Sebastian Vale billionaire CEO in a $3,000 suit sitting in a folding chair at a community center parenting class.“Welcome, everyone!