All Chapters of Pregnant for my ex’s enemy : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Damien’s POVThe room stayed silent long after the call ended. Aria looked confused, Sophia looked disturbed, and I was trying very hard not to let either of them see how dangerous this situation actually was. Because there were very few people capable of making me feel unsettled. And the man on that phone was one of them. “Damien,” Aria said carefully, “who was that?” I looked toward her. Pale hospital lights softened her features, but the fear in her eyes was becoming harder to ignore. I needed to handle this carefully. Too carefully. “A man I used to work with.” Sophia frowned immediately. “That answer sounds deeply illegal.” Fair. I slipped Aria’s phone into my pocket. “You’re not answering unknown numbers anymore.” “That’s not an explanation.” “No,” I agreed calmly. “It’s protection.” Aria stared at me for several seconds. “You’re scaring me.” The honesty in her voice hit harder than expected. I stepped closer to the bed slowly. “That’s exactly what I’m trying t

Damien’s POV“What the hell aren’t you telling us?” Adrian’s voice cut sharply through the room, his tone edged with suspicion and frustration. I looked at Aria first, not him. Her face had gone pale again, confusion and fear mixing in her expression while she clutched the blanket tightly against herself. Damn it. This was exactly what I had been trying to avoid. Sophia glanced between all of us anxiously, her brows furrowed. “Okay, somebody needs to start explaining before I lose my mind.” I took the ultrasound photo from her hand carefully. The handwriting across the bottom confirmed what I already suspected. Vincent. Only he would turn fear into psychological warfare instead of direct threats. Adrian stepped closer immediately. “You recognize it.” Not a question. A statement. I exhaled slowly before looking toward Aria again. “There’s someone from my past who enjoys using people as leverage.” Her brows pulled together. “The caller.” “Yes.” The room stayed quiet for

Damien’s POVShe didn’t move away. That realization alone nearly destroyed the last bit of control I had left. Aria stayed perfectly still beneath my gaze, her breathing uneven while the space between us slowly disappeared. One more inch. That was all it would take. The temptation hit harder than expected. Because this wasn’t just attraction anymore. It was emotional now. Dangerously emotional. My eyes stayed on her mouth for a second too long before I forced myself to stop. Barely. I pulled back first. Aria blinked slowly, like she had just returned to herself. The shift in her expression almost looked like disappointment. That made things infinitely worse. I exhaled quietly and stepped away from the bed before I forgot every boundary that still existed between us. Bad idea coming this close. Very bad idea. Neither of us spoke immediately. The tension in the room remained thick enough to touch. Aria looked down at her hands while I adjusted the sleeve of my coat unnecessarily,

Damien’s POVThe moment Aria saw the writing on the SUV window, all the color drained from her face. HE’S LYING TO YOU TOO. Rainwater slid slowly through the white paint, making the words look even more disturbing beneath the underground lights. Sophia cursed softly beside her. “Oh, this is actually insane.” Aria stared at the message without blinking. Then quietly she asked, “Who’s lying to me?” Nobody answered immediately. Because the truth was, I didn’t know which lie Vincent was referring to. And that bothered me more than I wanted to admit. Marcus moved toward the vehicle quickly. “This was done seconds ago.” My jaw tightened instantly. Meaning whoever did it had been close. Watching. Aria wrapped both arms around herself tightly. “I don’t want to do this anymore.” The exhaustion in her voice hit harder than the threat itself. She sounded drained, emotionally cornered. And suddenly I realized we had pushed her too far too quickly. The media, the pressure, the th

Aria’s POVThe kiss still burned against my lips long after we pulled apart. My breathing refused to steady while guilt crashed through me in violent waves. What had I done? No—worse. What had we done? Sophia’s voice echoed faintly upstairs again. “Aria?” I stepped away from Damien so quickly I nearly lost my balance. His hand reached for my waist automatically, steadying me before I could stumble. The warmth of his touch only made everything worse. Because my body still reacted to him. That terrified me now. I pulled away again immediately, pressing trembling fingers against my mouth while trying to think clearly. The living room suddenly felt too warm. Too intimate. Damien watched me carefully, his own breathing uneven from the kiss we never should have shared. But unlike me, he looked controlled again already. Or at least he was pretending to be. “Aria..”“Don’t.” My voice cracked softly. Emotion clogged my throat painfully while I shook my head. “We can’t talk about this r