All Chapters of Divorced, Desired, Dangerous : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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Chapter 80: SPOILING HER

NILAHIn the afternoon, I was sitting comfortably on the plush leather sofa in the estate’s main living room, resting my feet on a soft velvet ottoman.Darien was sitting at the wooden desk near the corner, signing a single stack of personal estate documents Marko had brought up earlier.I looked down at my phone, scrolling through a local car catalog I had stumbled across online. Since my belly had grown, getting in and out of the low, sleek sports cars in Darien's private garage had become an absolute nightmare.My knees always hurt, and my back twisted uncomfortably every single time I tried to slide into the low leather seats."What are you frowning at?" Darien asked, setting his gold pen down on the desk and immediately turning his dark gray eyes toward me."Nothing important," I said, looking up from my screen with a slight laugh. "I was just looking at SUVs. Your sports cars are getting impossible for me to sit in. Getting out of your Ferrari yesterday felt like doing gymnastic

Chapter 81: GOLDEN RULE

NILAHDarien was not in bed when I opened my eyes, but I could hear his deep voice coming from the sunlit terrace outside our room. I sat up slowly, swinging my legs over the side of the mattress. My feet slid straight into the warm, lined slippers he had left right beside the bed for me.I stood up, resting one hand under my belly, and walked over to the open terrace doors.Darien was standing near the stone railing, dressed in a soft white linen shirt and dark trousers. He was holding a mug of warm tea in one hand and talking softly to Marko, who held a small black iPad."Cancel the afternoon flight from London," Darien was saying, his voice firm and quiet. "I told the board yesterday that I am taking three full weeks off. Tell them to handle the European shipments without calling me.""Understood, boss," Marko replied, tapping his tablet. "What about the private estate manager from Florence? He is waiting downstairs with the land surveys you requested.""Tell him to wait in the stu

Chapter 82: RETURNING HOME

NILAHA week later, the private jet touched down smoothly on the runway in Milan.The three weeks in Tuscany had passed like a quiet, sun-filled dream, but it was time to come home. Through the oval window of the plane, I could see our convoy of four black armored SUVs waiting on the tarmac, surrounded by eight armed security guards in crisp black suits.Darien unbuckled his seatbelt, stood up, and held out his hand to me. I took it, letting him pull me up gently from the broad leather seat.My bump was noticeably larger now, round and prominent under my fitted white jersey dress. As I stood up, the light fabric stretched over my curves, highlighting the fullness of my breasts and the soft wideness of my hips.Darien’s gray eyes darkened as his gaze swept down my body. He didn't say a word, but his hand tightened around mine, pulling me so close that my belly pressed right against his flat stomach."Are you tired from the flight?" he asked, his voice lower and rasper than usual."It w

Chapter 83: SEX AND KISSES

NILAHHe slid his heavy thigh over my hip, pulling me closer until there was no air left between us. His body was already warm, hard, and tense against mine again. I could feel his cock pressing against the curve of my ass, thick and heavy, already hardening again."Darien," I breathed out, feeling his heat pressing directly against the lower curve of my back. "We just...""I know what we just did," Darien interrupted, his hand moving slowly up my belly, over the rounded curve of my bump, to cup my heavy, sensitive breast. His thumb lightly stroked over the peak through the soft silk, making my breath hitch instantly. My nipple tightened beneath his touch, hardening into a aching peak. "And I know I haven't had enough of you."He shifted his weight, turning me gently onto my back. The dim city lights through the glass windows lit the sharp lines of his face, highlighting the raw, dark hunger in his gray eyes. His pupils were blown wide, his jaw tight with desire. I could see the pulse

Chapter 84:

NILAHThe warm air in the bedroom instantly turned ice-cold.Darien was out of bed before Marko could take another breath. In one swift, fluid motion, he pulled on his dark trousers, standing tall between the open doorway and where I lay wrapped in the silk sheets. His face had completely changed. The soft warmth from minutes ago was gone, replaced by the dangerous, calculating look of a man about to go to war."Who breached it?" Darien demanded, his voice low, sharp, and terrifyingly calm."A strike team of six," Marko reported, holding up his tablet with a hand that trembled slightly. "They bypassed the outer perimeter sensors at the west ridge of the vineyard fifteen minutes ago. Local security engaged them near the stone cottage, but two made it inside the main house.""Were any of my men killed?""Two wounded, boss. None dead. We locked down the inner perimeter, but they were looking for documents, not a fight. They set fire to the ground floor before retreating into the hills."

Chapter 85: IN THE SARK

NILAHI backed away slowly, my heels digging into the thick white rug.My hand pressed flat against my rounded bump, my heart hammering like a trapped bird against my ribs. The room was dark, lit only by the cold, blue light of the Milan skyline through the broad glass windows."Who are you?" I asked, forcing my voice to stay steady despite the terror rising in my chest.The man in the grey suit stepped further into the living room. He was tall, thin, with slicked-back dark hair and cold brown eyes that swept over my body with a calm, calculating look. He didn't raise his gun at me. He just held it loosely at his side as if he were taking a quiet midnight stroll."My name is Julian," the man said softly, his voice smooth and lacking any warmth. "I am an old business associate of your husband. A partner he thought he buried five years ago in Geneva.""Darien is not here," I said, taking another small step back toward the kitchen island, where I knew a heavy marble knife block was sitti

Chapter 86: FIRST HIT OF LABOUR

NILAHThe penthouse was quiet on Friday evening. I was sitting on the broad leather sofa in the living room, wearing an oversized grey sweater and loose cotton pants. My feet were resting on a soft stool because my ankles were swollen from the pregnancy.Darien was sitting at the wooden dining table behind me, working on his laptop. He had three black folders open in front of him, reading through business reports.My due date was still two weeks away, so we thought we had plenty of time.At seven o'clock, I stood up from the sofa to get a glass of water from the kitchen. The moment my feet hit the floor, a sharp, tight pain squeezed my lower belly.I froze, holding my breath. I waited five seconds, expecting the pain to pass like the normal braxton hicks contractions I had felt all week.Instead, a warm wave of fluid spilled down the inside of my legs, soaking my cotton pants and dripping onto the light carpet.My water had broken."Darien," I called out softly.He did not look up fro

Chapter 87: WELCOME TO THE WORLD

NILAH’S POVThe delivery room was filled with the steady, rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor.The lights had been dimmed, casting a soft, warm glow over the quiet space. The pain had completely changed over the last hour. It was no longer a sharp cramp; it was a heavy, crushing pressure low in my pelvis that made my entire body tremble with exhaustion.Sweat was dripping down my forehead, soaking the stray dark hairs around my face and neck.Darien had not moved from my side for a single second. He was down on his knees beside the hospital bed, his broad frame bent over as he held my right hand in both of his massive palms. His knuckles were pale from how tightly I was squeezing him, but he did not complain once."You are doing so well, my love," Darien whispered, his deep voice trembling with a soft, raw emotion I had never heard from him before. "You are so strong, Nilah. So brave."He reached up with a damp, cool cloth, gently wiping the sweat from my cheeks and temple. His fier

Chapter 88: A NEW FAMILY

NILAHThe private recovery suite fell completely still once the night nurses left.The low hum of the medical monitors filled the room, steady and soft. Outside the large floor-to-ceiling windows, the city lights of Milan stretched far into the dark distance, silent and distant. The room was warm, smelling faintly of clean linen and baby powder. The heavy double doors were closed tight, keeping out the cold hospital hallway and the four armed guards Marko had placed outside.I sat propped up against three wide white pillows on the hospital bed, wearing a soft cotton gown. My body was completely drained. My hips ached with a deep, heavy tiredness, and my skin felt warm from the long labor. But every bit of pain felt small compared to the peace sitting in the room right now.Darien sat on the edge of the mattress directly beside me.He had not moved an inch for over twenty minutes. He was still wearing his dark trousers, but his collar was unbuttoned, and his sleeves were rolled up to h

Chapter 89: HIS EMPIRE

NILAHThe drive from the hospital back to the penthouse was the quietest car ride of my entire life.Normally, when we moved through the city in the heavy black SUV, Darien was on his phone the whole time. He would be giving sharp orders to his team, reviewing financial papers on his tablet, or staring out the dark tinted windows with a cold, serious expression on his face.Today was completely different.The SUV moved at half its usual speed. Marko was driving with extreme care, avoiding every bump in the road as if he were carrying pure glass in the back seat.Darien sat right beside me in the spacious back seat, his broad frame leaning close to mine. He had his left arm wrapped firmly around my shoulders, holding me close to his side. In his right arm, he held the navy blue baby car seat, his large hand resting flat over the handle to make sure it didn't wobble even a tiny bit.Inside the car seat, baby Alexander was fast asleep, wrapped in a soft white wool blanket."Is he too col

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