All Chapters of THE BRIDE HE NEVER WANTED: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

The days in the cabin had started to feel almost normal. I woke up every morning with the same routine now. The nausea was still there, but it was manageable if I ate small portions of ginger biscuits Emma kept on the bedside table. I would sit by the window with a cup of weak tea, my hand resting on my growing belly, talking quietly to the twins. They were getting bigger. I could feel small flutters sometimes, like little butterflies inside me. It made everything feel more real. Emma was my constant. She made sure I rested, ate, and didn’t push myself too hard. We spent evenings planning my luxury branding business. I had chosen a name, “Lumina”. It meant light. Something that represented the woman I was becoming after leaving the darkness of the Laurent mansion. But the fear never fully left. Every time the phone rang, I wondered if it was Adrian. Every car that passed on the road made me tense. I kept the divorce papers and the important documents hidden in a small hole under t

My eyes fluttered open.Nathan was between my thighs, his mouth on me. He was licking me slowly, lovingly, his hands holding my hips. When he noticed I was awake, he looked up at me with dark, hungry eyes but didn’t stop.“Shh,” he whispered against my skin. “Just relax. Let me take care of you.”I moaned softly, my hand going to his hair. The pleasure was intense. His tongue circled my clit, then dipped inside me, then back to my clit. He was gentle but determined, building me up slowly. My hips moved against his mouth without me meaning to.“Nathan…” I gasped.He hummed against me, the vibration sending sparks through my body. He sucked on my clit gently, then harder. One of his fingers slid inside me, curling to hit that perfect spot. I cried out, my back arching off the bed.He didn’t rush. He took his time, exploring every part of me with his mouth and fingers. The sounds were wet and intimate in the quiet room. My moans grew louder as the pleasure built higher.When I came, it w

The phone rang while I was sitting at the small desk in the studio, sketching a new scarf design. My hand paused mid-stroke. The number was Nathan’s. I answered quickly, my heart beating a little faster than usual.“Nathan?” I said.“Elena,” he replied, his voice warm but serious. “There’s a board meeting tomorrow afternoon at the company. The directors want you there. They’ve been talking about your insights on the Asian merger for weeks. They want to hear more from you directly. Your predictions were spot on, and they believe you can help with the next phase.”I placed a hand on my belly. It was very visible now, round and heavy under my loose dress. “I don’t know,” I said slowly. “My belly is showing a lot now. People might ask questions. I’m not sure it’s safe to be seen like this.”Nathan’s voice was reassuring. “Don’t worry about that. The board already knows you’re pregnant. I told them you’re a single mother building a new life. They respect that. No one will connect you to Ad

The text from Clara had left me shaken.I sat on the couch in our small apartment, staring at the phone screen until the words blurred. “Adrian is looking for Elena Voss. He thinks she can help him turn the company around. He’s preparing a big offer. Be careful.” The message kept repeating in my mind like a warning I couldn’t ignore.I am seven months pregnant now. My belly was round and heavy, the twins kicking more actively every day. I placed both hands on it, feeling their small movements. They were my reason for everything. My reason to stay hidden. My reason to keep fighting.A new email notification popped up on my laptop. The sender was an official address from the Laurent Group. My heart skipped. I opened it with trembling fingers.The email was formal, written on company letterhead with the Laurent logo at the top.Dear Miss Elena Voss,We hope this email finds you well.The Laurent Group has been following your recent contributions to the market with great interest. Your in

I couldn’t speak. The contractions were coming faster now, one after another, leaving me no time to recover. The twins were coming. My babies. I placed my other hand on my belly, feeling them move inside me. Tears slipped down my cheeks, mixing with sweat.The car stopped in front of the hospital entrance. Adrian helped me out, his arm strong around my waist. Priya ran ahead to get a wheelchair. Nurses rushed toward us the moment we entered the lobby.“She’s in labor,” Adrian told them, his tone commanding. “Twins. Get her to the delivery room now.”They moved fast. I was wheeled down a bright hallway, the lights blurring above me. The pain was constant now, a wave that wouldn’t stop. I gripped the arms of the wheelchair, breathing hard.In the delivery room, they helped me onto the bed. A doctor came in quickly, checking me.“You’re fully dilated,” she said. “The first baby is coming. Push when you feel the urge.”I pushed. The pain was overwhelming. I cried out, my body working hard