All Chapters of ACCIDENTALLY PREGNANT WITH THE BLACKWOOD HEIR: Chapter 61 - Chapter 67

ALEXENDER POVContracts. Stacks of them, covering half my desk like punishment from the universe itself. I signed one file, pushed it aside, picked up the next, signed again and somehow the pile looked completely untouched.I leaned back and pinched the bridge of my nose. How does a company this size survive only by trying to kill me daily?The door cracked open. I didn't look up. Greg, only one person entered my office like a thief and stood like a schoolboy waiting for permission to breathe."Sir, the Director—""Not now, Greg." I flipped to the next document, eyes moving across figures and clauses. "I have enough on my plate. Add one more thing and I'll fire everyone in this building."He went silent. Smart man.I signed another page. Then another. Checked the clock. Noon. Damn."Sir," Greg said carefully, "the investor meeting."I froze. Looked at my watch. I had completely forgotten.I could reschedule, but later was already overcrowded. "Fine." I stood, and Greg immediately co

SELENA'S POV This can't be happening.The words echoed through my head as sirens screamed around me, drowning everything else out. My hands were still raised, still shaking, still stained with her blood."I didn't do anything.." My voice came out broken before a rough hand grabbed my arm and yanked me forward."Drop to your knees!""You're under arrest!""No … wait …I didn't…"Cold metal snapped around my wrists before I could finish the sentence. I couldn't process any of it. Everything felt unreal, like I'd been pulled sideways into a nightmare and couldn't find the seam to tear my way back through.The next thing I knew, I was in the back of a police car, wrists bound, head leaning weakly against the seat. Stephanie's face kept surfacing, her bruised eyes, her stillness, all that blood dark against the ground. My chest tightened so painfully I bit down on my lip to keep from making a sound, and tears slipped down my cheeks in silence.No, I whispered. But no one heard. Or n

ATTORNY EMMA POVThe moment Alexander Blackwood stepped out of the room, the air shifted. He didn't slam the door, he didn't need to. The silence he left behind was louder than anything else.I stood there for a second, watching the space where he'd been, thoughts racing faster than I could organize them. Then I exhaled sharply, dragged a hand down my face, and walked out. My heels clicked against the polished floor as I moved toward the exit, and the cool night air hit my skin the moment I stepped outside, but it did nothing for the storm building in my head.By the time I got into the car I shut the door harder than I meant to. "Shit," I muttered, dropping my head back against the seat.Everything was wrong. No witnesses. No clear timeline. No alibi. And every piece of evidence pointed directly at Selena, arranged with a neatness that didn't happen by accident. This is bad, I thought. This is very bad.My phone rang. I glanced at the screen and something in me unclenched slight

ATTORNEY EMMA POVMy gaze snapped to the courtroom doors again. Shit.The whispers were already spreading, reporters scribbling, the judge's patience visibly thinning. Prosecutor Daniel practically glowed from his seat. And Selena…God, the poor girl looked seconds away from collapsing entirely.The judge adjusted his glasses. "With the absence of substantial evidence to support the accused's claim, I…"The doors burst open."Wait!"Every head in the room turned simultaneously. My breath caught, then relief crashed into me so hard I nearly sagged forward.Lucas. My husband came rushing in breathing like he'd run across the entire city, suit wrinkled, hair disheveled, and in his hand, the phone. "I have evidence to support the claim of the accused!"The courtroom erupted. Gasps, whispers, chairs shifting and across the room, Prosecutor Daniel's smug expression cracked for the first time all morning. His eyes widened slightly before he caught himself.Got you.I moved toward Lucas qu