All Chapters of Forbidden Balance - A Dark CEO Romance: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

It was already the first Sunday of Advent in the new house.The large Christmas tree stood in the middle of the living room, beautifully decorated with numerous white lights and simple silver baubles. Lena sat on the sofa for a long time with a soft blanket over her legs, her hands resting on her now noticeably round belly. The baby was growing very fast. She was already seven months pregnant and radiated a quiet, inner contentment that Alexander had never seen in her before.Alexander walked in from the kitchen, carrying two steaming cups of tea. He sat down right next to her, handed her a cup, and immediately placed a protective hand on her belly."How are the two of you doing today?" he asked softly and caringly, just as he did every day."Good. Very active today." No sooner had she said it than the baby kicked vigorously. Alexander smiled gently and leaned forward slightly to kiss her belly tenderly."Hello, my darling. It’s Daddy. You’re being busy today, aren't you?"Lena ran he

The big ultrasound appointment had come. Lena lay on the couch in the private clinic, the shirt pushed up. Alexander sat directly next to her, held her hand tightly clipped and stared on the monitor. His other hand lay protective on her stomach. The doctor smiled. “Providing for the big recording?” Lena nodded nervous. Alexander pressed her hand even harder. When the sound head glids over her belly, the picture appeared clear and clear. A small, perfectly shaped face, tiny hands that moved, and strong Legs that shampooed. And then they heard it again — the strong, fast heartbeat. Witch-wusch-wusch-wusch-wusch. Alexander breathed sharply. His eyes were moist. “This is our child,” he whispered with a gross voice. “Look at it... it has Your nose.” The doctor laughed quietly. “Do you want to know the sex?” Lena looked at Alexander. He nodded slowly. “Yes,” Lena said quietly. ‘Please.’ The doctor moved the head slightly and smiled wide. “ Congratulations. It will be a gir

The days were slowly growing shorter, the nights longer, and the air was turning cold. Lena was now in her ninth month of pregnancy. Her belly had grown round and heavy, and every movement required even more effort, yet she still radiated a calm, luminous beauty. She was overjoyed.Alexander hardly ever left her side. He took tender care of her, ensuring every wish was met.He was working exclusively from home now, often sitting with her on the sofa for hours—his hands resting on her belly—and speaking softly to their daughter. They both cherished this time together. They made plans for the future and were simply happy that the pregnancy was progressing so well and that their daughter was thriving.One snowy evening, they were lying in bed. The fire crackled softly in the background. Alexander had rested his head on Lena’s belly and was listening."She’s especially active today," he murmured with a smile. "I think she’s ready to come out."Lena ran her fingers through his hair. "Just

The last few days moved like a sweet, heavy dream. Lena's been very pregnant. Every movement was exhausting, but it radiated a calm, inner force that Alexander humbled every day made. He canceled all the appointments. The house was prepared, the hospital bag stood packed in the hallway. He barely left her side. They were in bed on a quiet evening. The light was dimmed. Alexander had Head on Lena's abdomen and listened to her daughter's movements. “It is particularly restless today,” he smiled. “I think she wants out.” Lena took him through his hair. “The doctor says it can start at any time.” Alexander raised his head and looked at her seriously. His hand gently stroked over the firm skin of her stomach. “I’m afraid, Lena,” he confessed. “Not for me. For you. About Emilia. I want, that everything goes perfectly. I don't want you to be in pain.” Lena pulled him up and kissed him tenderly. “It will not be perfect. But will be our moment. And you will be there.” The kiss

Three days later, they finally came home.The new house was quiet and warm as they entered. Alexander carried Emilia in her infant carrier, while Lena walked slowly beside him. Sophie had prepared everything—flowers, fresh linens, and a large bowl of fruit on the table.Alexander carefully set down the carrier and looked around, as if seeing the house for the first time."Welcome home, my two girls," he said softly.Lena smiled—exhausted, yet happy. She sat down on the sofa, and Alexander gently lifted Emilia out and placed her in Lena's arms."She’s so small," Lena whispered, tracing her daughter’s tiny cheek with her finger. "And yet, everything feels complete now."Alexander sat down beside her, wrapping one arm around Lena’s shoulders and placing his other hand protectively on Emilia’s back. He looked at both of them—his wife and his daughter—and for a moment, he was speechless."I’ve never felt so much love all at once," he finally said, his voice thick with emotion. "It’s almost