Chapter 125The private medical suite in the mansion had been transformed into a high-tech birthing room within hours. Monitors beeped softly, IV lines were in place, and a full team of obstetricians, neonatologists, and nurses moved with quiet efficiency. Outside the reinforced doors, Lucian’s security team stood armed and vigilant—two men at every entrance, more patrolling the grounds. After everything they had survived, he was taking no chances.Lila lay in the adjustable bed, sweat-dampened hair clinging to her forehead, her hand crushed in Lucian’s iron grip. She was thirty-six weeks and two days. Early, but the doctors assured them the baby was developed enough to be safe.Another contraction ripped through her. Lila cried out, back arching, fingers digging into Lucian’s forearm.“Breathe, princess,” Lucian murmured, voice low and steady despite the storm in his eyes. He leaned close, forehead pressed to hers, one hand cradling the side of h
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