All Chapters of Sixty Days In The Billionaire's Arms: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

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