Semua Bab Bound By His Name : Bab 61 - Bab 70

Damien POV The private jet landed smoothly. I stepped off the plane with Victor right behind me. The air in this country felt different or maybe it was just the anticipation. As we walked out of the airport, rows of men in black suits immediately formed two lines and bowed deeply. “Boss,” they greeted in unison. A few bystanders nearby stopped and stared. The moment they registered the scene, their faces changed. Some quickly looked away. Others hurried off, clearly not wanting to get involved. I didn’t spare them much glance. Victor opened the car door for me. I slid into the back seat. He followed, and the convoy of black vehicles pulled away from the airport. “Hotel,” I said simply. Victor nodded and relayed the order. Staring out the window, my mind was already fixed on one person. Elias and the....my child he was carrying. We arrived at the hotel and the staff had already prepared everything in advance. Within a short time, the suite was prepared and the necessar

Elias POVI stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the oversized shirt Mia had made for me. At thirty-six weeks, my stomach was huge, round, and heavy, stretching every fabric I tried to wear. Mia had already started sewing custom tops for me because nothing in the stores fit properly anymore.Mia stood beside me, her expression full of worry. “Elias, please. You don’t have to do this. You can still cancel. You’re so close to giving birth. What if something happens?”I shook my head, tying the loose fabric over my belly. “I have to go, Mia. I’ve been running and hiding for months. I need to confront him face to face. I need to know what he wants… and I need to make sure he understands that this child is mine to protect and care for.”Mia stepped closer, her voice rising with emotion. “He’s dangerous! He’s a mafia don, Elias. What if he tries to take you? Or the baby? You’re putting yourself at risk for no reason!”I turned to her, placing a hand on my stomach. “If I don’t face him n

Elias POV "Emily… is coming here?”Damien nodded once. “She arrives tomorrow. Now there is no way you can run from me.”"What exactly do you want?" I stared at him, a new wave of dread settling over me.Damien leaned back in his chair, continuing to tap his fingers against the table. "All I want is for you to move in with me, nothing more than that." I clenched my fists, struggling to keep my anger in check. "And if I refuse to move in with you, what will you do?"He left out a chuckle and gave a taunting smile. "You've already risked your own life more times than I can count. Ask yourself one question, Elias... are you willing to gamble with Emily's as well?"Theodore, who had been silent until now, finally spoke. "I dare you Damien."The man with the knife took a step forward but Damien raised a single finger. "Stand down."The man immediately obeyed.Damien’s eyes turned to Theodore for the first time, studying him with mild interest. “You must be the one who’s been keeping him.”

Elias POVThe moment we returned to the house, the tension from the restaurant followed us inside. I closed the door behind us and turned to face all three of them.“Start talking,” I said. “How do each of you know Emily?”Mia looked down, unable to meet my eyes. Derek's eyes darted between the three of us, confusion written all over his face. Theodore remained calm, but he no longer avoided the subject.“I’ll go first,” Theodore said. “I met Emily years ago. It was through a mutual acquaintance during a private event. At the time, she was dating a friend of mine. After they broke up, we kept in touch from time to time."I stared at him. “Occasional contact is not the same as you reacting that way to Damien threatening her."Mia finally spoke, her voice small. “I… met her once through Theodore. I never imagined her name would come back to haunt us."Derek raised both hands. “I only know Emily through you, Elias. Today is the first time I've even heard her name again."I looked betwee

Elias POVThe pain refused to stop.Every few minutes another wave crashed through my body with even greater force than the last, making it impossible to catch my breath properly as I lay on the hospital bed while doctors and nurses hurried around me.Voices echoed from every corner of the room, but none of it mattered because the only thing I could focus on was the child inside me fighting to enter the world.My fingers instinctively searched for something to hold onto until they found a hand. I slowly turned my head and found Damien standing beside the bed with his hand wrapped tightly around mine.He was trying so hard to hide his fear “You’re going to be fine,” he tightened his grip on my hand as another contraction forced a painful cry from my lips. “breathe in, Elias.”I wanted to tell him to stop worrying about me and focus on the baby instead, but another sharp pain tore through my body before I could speak.The pain forced me to squeeze his hand so tightly that my nails dug