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KAEL'S POVFor a moment after the doctor spoke, I forgot how to breathe. Pregnant. That single word kept echoing in my head like it didn’t belong in real life, like it couldn’t possibly be real.I looked at Harlow. She was staring at the doctor, completely frozen, like her body hadn’t decided what emotion to pick yet. I saw shock, fear, and something softer underneath it all. I didn’t trust my voice at first, and when I finally spoke, it came out rough.“We’re having a baby?”The doctor smiled like she had said this a thousand times before. “Yes.”That was it. Simple, final, and real. My chest tightened so hard it hurt.I turned fully to Harlow. She blinked at me slowly, like she was trying to wake up from a dream she didn’t understand, and then her eyes filled with tears. That broke me. I pulled her into my arms before I even thought about it, and she fit against me like she belonged there—like she always had. My hand pressed to the back of her head, holding her close and refusing to

Harlow woke early but stayed in bed, watching Kael sit beside her with his phone in hand. He wasn't really looking at it."You didn't sleep much," she said."I did." It wasn't true, and they both knew it.She sat up slowly, rubbing her face. Her body felt strange, like it had changed without asking permission. Without thinking, she placed a hand over her stomach. Kael noticed immediately and reached for her hand, holding it gently."Any pain?" he asked."No.""Any sickness?""Not yet."He nodded, checking off invisible boxes like it was the only way to keep himself calm. Harlow smiled faintly. "You don't have to monitor me every second.""I do," he replied, and there was no argument in his voice. Just certainty. That made her quiet for a moment, not because she disagreed but because she understood where it came from.They got ready and went for a short walk. The air outside was cool and quiet. Neither spoke much at first. Kael stayed close, his hand brushing hers again and again like

She told herself she wasn't going to go.She said it firmly in her head while she got dressed. Said it again while she drank her tea standing at the kitchen window. Said it a third time while she typed a reply she deleted before sending.She went anyway.The café Vanessa named was small and off a side street. Not flashy. Not the kind of place someone went to be seen. That alone made Harlow more nervous than anything else. It meant Vanessa wasn't performing. She wanted privacy.Harlow arrived five minutes early and chose a seat near the door.Vanessa walked in exactly on time.She was beautiful. Harlow had already known that from yesterday, but seeing her without the shock of surprise made it worse somehow. Vanessa moved like she'd never once been unsure of a room. Tall. Composed. The kind of woman who didn't fidget.She sat across from Harlow and set her bag down without rushing."You came," she said."Barely." Harlow didn't smile. "Say what you need to say. I have places to be."Vane

HARLOW'S POVThe next morning arrived with a blinding clarity that no amount of late night passion could erase, and the folded document was still tucked safely inside the inner pocket of my coat, waiting like a ticking bomb. I left Kael sleeping peacefully in the tangle of our sheets and went downstairs before the rest of the house could wake, my hands perfectly steady as I dialed my father's private number.When Julian answered on the second ring, his voice was thick with sleep but instantly alert. I didn't give him room to ask questions, I simply told him I was coming over, and that he needed to ensure my mother was out of the house.Thirty minutes later, I walked into my father's study, and the room smelled of old leather, rich mahogany, and the faint, bitter scent of black coffee. Julian was standing by the window, his posture rigid, and he didn't look like the doting, eccentric man who had purchased twenty baby outfits the day before. He looked like the ruthless billionaire who

KAEL'S POVI looked down at Harlow, making sure she was deeply asleep before I gently slipped my hand out of hers. I tucked the white blanket securely around her shoulders and leaned down to press one final kiss to her cheek."I'll be right back," I whispered against her skin. "I'm going to finish this."I stood up and followed the nervous nurse out into the hallway. Julian was sitting on a plastic chair across from the door, his head buried in his hands. He looked up when the door clicked, his sharp eyes instantly tracking my movement."Where are you going?" he demanded, standing up."Vanessa is downstairs," I said, my voice completely flat. "She has the decryption key to the server. Stay here and guard my woman. If she wakes up, don't tell her where I went."Julian's face hardened, but he nodded once, settling back into his seat right outside her door. He knew as well as I did that this was the endgame.The elevator ride down to the main lobby felt like an eternity. Every time the n