Semua Bab The CEO's Regret: Mommy's Return With Secret Triplets: Bab 111 - Bab 120

The heavy, encrypted click of the dead line echoed through the subterranean vault like a physical gunshot.For exactly three seconds, the freezing stone room was entirely, completely paralyzed.The Volkov operative had just claimed to be standing inside the impenetrable Alpine fortress. He had claimed to be looking directly at their hidden world.Zara's manicured hand slowly lowered the phone. The sheer black silk of her robe trembled against the freezing air of the catacombs. The devastating, triumphant Queen who had completely conquered high society only hours ago was entirely gone, violently replaced by a mother staring directly into an apocalyptic void."Lucian," Zara whispered, her voice a hollow, broken sound that completely shattered the King's soul. "They are in the nursery.""No," Lucian growled.He didn't yell. He didn't panic. The feral, lethal predator entirely completely overrode the billionaire CEO. He crossed the stone floor in a single, massive stride, his heavy, callo

The shattered mahogany of the master study settled onto the imported rug in a cloud of heavy, completely silent dust.The pale moonlight pouring through the floor to ceiling windows caught the ice in the intruder's crystal bourbon glass.Elias Sterling. The older brother who had supposedly burned to death in the Palermo docks fifteen years ago. The ghost whose brutal murder had completely forged Lucian into the ruthless, apocalyptic King of the American underworld.Lucian didn't lower his suppressed weapon. His massive, heavily corded chest went terrifyingly rigid. The sheer, paralyzing shock of seeing a dead man was instantly, violently overridden by a blinding, feral protectiveness. He stepped backward, his heavy frame completely eclipsing Zara, his broad shoulders forming an impenetrable wall of muscle and Kevlar between his wife and the phantom sitting in his chair."You are dead," Lucian growled, his voice a low, demonic vibration that physically shook the shattered glass on the

The biting, sub zero wind of the Swiss Alps whipped violently across the hidden, ice covered landing pad as the black tactical helicopter touched down.The rotors were still screaming when Zara stepped out into the freezing darkness. She wasn't carrying a tactical rifle. She hadn't bothered to equip a suppressed sidearm. She was completely unarmed.The absolute weapon was the blood in her veins.Lucian stepped out directly behind her, a terrifying, apocalyptic monolith in the snow. His massive, heavily corded frame was encased in dark tactical gear, his lethal gaze completely scanning the perimeter. Silas and the ghost squad flanked them, their weapons raised, but Lucian gave a sharp, definitive hand signal."Hold your fire," Lucian commanded coldly, his voice cutting flawlessly through the howling wind. "No one shoots unless the Queen commands it."The towering, ancient stone fortress of the Valerius bloodline loomed before them, carved directly into the unforgiving mountain. The mas

The heavy, encrypted tactical comms unit practically vibrated with Silas's grim warning. Three minutes until the mountain is completely leveled.The deep, immersive afterglow in the master suite was instantly, violently eradicated.Lucian didn't waste a single fraction of a second. The apocalyptic predator violently surged back to the surface, his pitch black eyes entirely consumed by a freezing, lethal calculation. He threw the heavy velvet duvet off the bed, his massive, heavily scarred frame moving with a terrifying, unadulterated speed.He tossed Zara her pitch black tactical Kevlar. "Dress. Now."Zara didn't ask questions. The absolute, untouchable Sovereign flawlessly took command of her racing heart. She slid into the heavy tactical gear, her icy blue eyes locking onto the feral, dominating presence of her husband as he strapped his suppressed sidearm and heavy combat blade to his thighs.The first heavy, concussive boom violently shook the ancient stone fortress.Dust rained f

The violently bright, blood red broadcast of Elias Sterling's face completely vanished from the analog monitor.The screen plunged back into absolute darkness, but the heavy, suffocating weight of the global broadcast remained. One billion euros. Elias hadn't just declared war; he had just turned every single assassin, mercenary, and shadow-syndicate on the planet into a hunting dog for the Valerius heirs.The master suite of Sterling One was completely, terrifyingly silent. The only sound was the heavy, rhythmic hum of the massive military grade engines keeping them safely at forty thousand feet.Zara stood flawlessly in front of the mahogany command desk, wearing only Lucian's crisp, oversized white button down shirt. Her icy blue eyes were locked onto the black screen. The absolute, freezing void of the Sovereign threatened to swallow the room.Lucian didn't let her fall into the dark.The King of the underworld crossed the suite in a single, massive stride. His heavily corded fram