THE BILLION-DOLLAR NANNY OF THE MAFIA KING のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

Nick did not hesitate. He stepped right past me and pulled the black radio from his belt. He pressed the button on the side and issued the lockdown order to the men stationed outside. I heard the heavy deadbolts slide into place down the hall.I stared at Kade in pure shock. My mind struggled to process his cold command."Why are you locking the doors?" I asked, my voice trembling with rising fear. "You need to keep the gates open. The European donor is supposed to arrive today."Dr. Thorne turned his head and looked at me. His brow furrowed in deep confusion. He looked from my face to Kade's stoic expression, and a dark realization dawned in the doctor's eyes."European donor?" Dr. Thorne repeated, his tone sharp and angry. "Kade, what kind of lie did you tell this woman?""Keep your mouth shut, Thorne," Kade warned him. His voice held the lethal edge of a crime boss."She has a right to know," the doctor argued, stepping closer to Kade. "We are out of time. I need to prep the surgic

I stared at Kade standing in front of the heavy oak door. He just declared he would do whatever it took to keep his daughter breathing, even if that meant destroying me in the process. My arms ached from hitting his solid chest, so I dropped my hands to my sides. Fighting him physically was useless because he was much taller and stronger than me.Three loud knocks hit the wood behind his back. Kade did not move his gaze away from my face."The surgical room is ready, sir," Nick called out from the hallway. "Dr. Thorne is waiting for the patient.""Open the door, Kade," I told him. I kept my voice very steady despite the hot tears sliding down my cheeks. "You made your choice, so you need to finish this."Kade unlocked the door and pulled it open. Nick stood in the corridor with two armed guards. The men stepped forward to grab my arms, but Kade raised his hand to stop them."Do not touch her," Kade ordered the guards. His voice held a lethal warning.He turned back to me and scooped m

Four days passed since Dr. Thorne pulled the long needles out of my bones in the underground clinic. The sharp, agonizing pain in my hips gradually faded into a steady, dull ache, yet the physical healing offered no real relief. The massive master bedroom used to feel like a safe sanctuary where I could hide from the dangerous world outside. Now, the heavy oak doors and the locked glass windows just reminded me of my permanent captivity. I spent most of my time staring at the blank white ceiling because looking at the expensive furniture made me feel sick to my stomach.I refused to cry anymore. The hot, frantic anger that consumed me inside Kade's private study burned out while I slept under the heavy anesthesia. A numb, freezing void took its place. I learned very quickly that fighting a trained mafia boss with physical force was useless. He held all the power, and he controlled all the armed guards stationed in the hallways. I knew I could not break his iron grip on my life, so I d

My body continued to heal from the invasive surgery, and the sharp pain in my hips faded into a dull ache that only bothered me when I walked too fast. I settled into a very strict daily routine to maintain my sanity inside the massive estate.I spent every single afternoon outside in the gardens with Amy. The bright sun warmed our skin, and we played on the new wooden swing set Kade bought for her birthday. I pushed her higher into the air, listening to her loud, happy giggles echo across the green lawn. She was getting stronger every day. The dark circles under her eyes vanished, and she possessed a boundless amount of energy thanks to the healthy bone marrow rebuilding her immune system."Push me higher, Amelia!" Amy cheered, kicking her small feet toward the blue sky."Hold onto the ropes tightly," I warned her with a soft smile, and I gave her back a gentle push.I loved spending time with her. She anchored me to reality and gave me a solid reason to endure the locked doors of th

Three weeks passed since the heavy delivery boxes arrived at the estate. I spent every single day sitting on the living room sofa, reading the massive textbooks from cover to cover. The dense academic material gave my mind a sharp focus, and the complex coding languages offered a welcome distraction from the quiet isolation of the house.I learned how digital firewalls blocked unauthorized users from accessing private networks, and I memorized the intricate rules of data encryption. I studied the tactical urban survival guides until the thick paper pages became wrinkled from my constant touch. Reading the books was very helpful, but the theoretical knowledge was no longer enough for me.I needed to see a real computer system. Reading about security architecture on a printed page felt very different from looking at a live network screen. The massive stone walls of the estate made me feel suffocated, and I refused to waste my days acting as a passive trophy wife. I wanted practical expe