All Chapters of Divorce Clause: Heir Included: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

The move was a desperate gamble, a jagged piece of a plan fitting into place as the words left his mouth. "We’re doing it. We’re getting married," Nathan repeated, the air in the cramped safehouse thick with the scent of stale coffee and gunpowder. "I’ll cut Zack loose. A formal renunciation of the marriage. We’ll send the papers by courier tonight."Madeline’s eyes were wide, wet glass, flickering with a hope that felt too sharp to be real. "He won’t sign, Nathan. He’ll cling to that name like a parasite.""He doesn't have a choice," Nathan growled, his knuckles cracking as he paced the small floor. "The list of his betrayals is long enough to hang him. Fraud, collusion with our rivals—the union was built on a lie. As the head of Cocolink, I have the standing to annul it. His consent is irrelevant.""You’d really throw him away for me?" Madeline whispered."I should have done it a long time ago," Nathan muttered, his voice a low rasp of regret."No, I mean... me. You’d actually put a

The ink-black void didn’t just sit in the room; it breathed. It swallowed the light from the overheads, leaving Zack standing in a pocket of nothingness so thick he could taste the ozone. A second ago, Eliza had been right there, her voice a steady anchor, but now the silence was a physical weight against his eardrums. He reached out, fingers brushing against cold, empty air.He was alone in the artificial midnight he’d dragged out of his own gut. Fear, sharp and jagged as a piece of broken glass, wedged itself under his ribs. The obsidian cloud pulsed with a rhythmic, heavy energy. He willed the shadows to retract, to settle back into the corners like obedient dogs.They didn't move. They crowded in, pressing against his chest, stealing the oxygen from his lungs. Gasping, he shoved a jagged burst of raw energy into the dark. He expected the gloom to shatter. Instead, the darkness drank it, swelling, shifting until the texture of the air changed.Suddenly, the floor beneath his boots

Marcus and Lucas hadn’t made it easy. We’d spent forty-eight hours in a circular hell of tactical arguments, mostly centered on the fact that I was walking into the lion’s mouth while carrying the heir to the Cocolink throne. But with Eliza’s heavy-handed support, we’d reached a jagged truce. They accepted the inevitable: I was headed to Havenfall, and nothing short of a bullet was stopping me.Eliza and I were deep into the logistics. We mapped out the backroads to avoid the coastal patrols and fine-tuned my cover. Since she’d been training me in the psychological arts of the underworld—reading tells, low-level hypnosis, and the subtle art of fading into a crowd—she felt I was ready. I’d taken to the manipulation tactics with a cold efficiency that surprised even her.The real weight, though, wasn't the mission. It was the boy.I’d never been away from him for more than a night. The thought of leaving him behind felt like ripping a vital organ out of my chest without anesthesia. I di

Marcus knocked on the heavy oak door of the master suite, the sound echoing in the silent hallway. He heard a sharp intake of breath, then the frantic friction of fabric against the mattress. He shoved the door open. The room was empty. A leather-bound ledger sat open on the rumpled duvet as if someone had dropped it mid-read. A pair of worn loafers lay abandoned near the base of the bed.He caught the scent of woodsmoke and vanilla—Zack’s signature—intertwined with the metallic tang of sweat and raw panic."Come out, Zack," Marcus said, his voice a low vibration. "Playtime’s over."A soft, muffled sound came from beneath the bed. Marcus knelt, the leather of his holster creaking. He lowered his head to the floorboards. In the shadows, Zack was pressed flat against the wall, his eyes dilated into huge, obsidian orbs that caught the slivers of light from the window. He was trembling so violently the floorboards beneath him rattled."You going to make me crawl in there to fetch you?" Ma

The rough brick of the alleyway bit into Zack’s spine as Nathan held him pinned. Nathan’s silver eyes were wide, fixed on the swell of Zack’s stomach where the coat had fallen open.“You’re carrying?” Nathan’s voice was a jagged rasp.Zack’s breath hitched. A strange, sharp thrumming started behind his navel—the first time he’d felt the life inside him move. It was as if the kid recognized the proximity of the man who’d sired him. "Madeline didn't mention it?"Nathan’s jaw worked, a vein throbbing in his temple. "How would she know?""Nathan, it’s been all over the wires. I was in the clinic. Julian was keeping me under, drugging me." Zack kept his voice low, urgent. Simple."You're a damn liar," Nathan spat, though his grip loosened a fraction. "I’ve been watching the news. There hasn't been a word about you.""I don't know what sanitized feed she’s feeding you here in Havenfall, but look for yourself. Use a private server. The truth is out there if you actually want to see it." Zack