All Chapters of Sixty Days In The Billionaire's Arms: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Nate’s PovVictor’s voice cut through the room like a bad memory I’d tried to bury. Serena’s hand went rigid in mine, her fingers cold and tight. I stepped slightly in front of her without thinking, my body reacting before my brain caught up. The executor cleared his throat awkwardly, but I barely heard him. All I saw was Serena’s face—pale, shocked, those green eyes wide with a mix of fear and confusion that made my chest ache.“Get out,” I said to my father, voice low and hard. “You don’t get to walk in here and drop that on her.”Victor smiled that same charming smile he used to fool investors back in the day. He looked older, hair more gray, but the reckless glint in his eyes hadn’t changed. “Now, son. Is that any way to greet family? Serena, darling, you really do have your mother’s eyes. Elizabeth was something else.”Serena sucked in a sharp breath beside me. I felt her sway a little, so I wrapped my arm around her waist, pulling her close against my side. She leaned into me,

Nate’s PovThe photo on Serena’s phone felt like a punch to the gut. My mother’s face in the background, watching my father with Serena’s mom. Diana wasn’t done. Not even close. Serena’s hand shook as she held the phone, her body pressed tight against mine on the balcony. The city lights blurred below us, but all I could focus on was her— the way her breath hitched, the fear in her green eyes.“It’s not true,” I said, taking the phone from her and setting it face down. I pulled her into my chest, wrapping my arms around her like I could block out the whole world. “The test was clear. Robert is your dad. Diana’s just trying to mess with our heads again.”Serena clung to me, her fingers bunching in my shirt. “But the tampering… Marcus said the samples were messed with. What if she’s right? What if everything we just celebrated is about to fall apart?” Her voice was soft, tired, the kind that came after too many blows in one day. “We finally said I love you. You proposed for real. And no

Nate’s PovThe executor’s words hit me. I stared at him, Serena still on my lap, her body going rigid against mine. “What did you just say?” My voice came out low, controlled, but inside everything was spinning. Not Victor’s son? After all these years of hating the man for what he did to my mother, to the company—to me?Serena turned in my arms, her green eyes wide and full of the same shock I felt. Her hand came up to my cheek, warm and steady even though she was trembling. “Nate… breathe. This is just more lies. More of their games.”I covered her hand with mine, holding it there against my face. Her touch grounded me. “I’m okay,” I told her softly, but we both knew it was a lie. I pulled her closer, burying my face in her neck for a second, breathing her in. Vanilla and strength. The only real thing left. “Whatever this says, we’re still us. I love you, Serena. That doesn’t change.”She hugged me tight, her fingers threading through my hair. “I love you too. So much. We’ve survived

Nate’s PovMarcus stood there in the hallway, looking like someone had punched him in the gut. Serena’s hand tightened in mine until her nails dug into my palm. My best friend—my CFO, the guy who’d had my back for years—was her twin brother. The hidden one. The secret Eleanor had buried.“Marcus?” I said, voice rough. I pulled Serena closer to my side, my arm around her waist. She was shaking a little. “You’re… her brother?”He nodded slowly, eyes on Serena. “The lab just confirmed it. I always knew I was adopted. Never dug too deep. But this… Serena, I’m sorry. I had no idea.”Serena stepped forward but stayed pressed against me. Her free hand reached out, then dropped. “A brother. All this time you were right here, helping Nate, and we never knew.” Her voice cracked. I rubbed her back, trying to steady her.I kissed the side of her head. “Hey. It’s okay. This is a lot. But he’s still Marcus. Still the guy who calls me out on my shit. We’ll figure it out.”She looked up at me, eyes s

Serena’s PovThe park felt colder after the grandmother’s words. Nate’s phone still glowed with Victor’s threat. My hand stayed locked in his. The old woman watched us with eyes that had seen too much.“Your mother’s death wasn’t an accident,” Victor’s message had said. “And Robert knew.”I felt sick. Nate’s arm tightened around me. He didn’t speak right away. He just held me, his chin resting on my hair while the city moved around us like nothing had changed.“Nate,” I whispered. “What if my dad really knew? What if everything good I remember is built on something terrible?”He pulled back enough to look at me. His eyes were tired but steady. “Then we find out the truth together. No more secrets between us. I love you. That part is still true.”I nodded and rested my forehead against his. “I love you too. Even when it feels like the ground keeps disappearing under us.”The grandmother stood slowly, leaning on her cane. “You have a choice. Sign the papers and end the old pact, or walk