Semua Bab The Billionaire Lost His Queen: Bab 21 - Bab 26

POV: AriaThe morning sun streamed through the windows of Grace's brownstone, casting warm golden light across the kitchen table. Aria sat with a cup of herbal tea in her hands, her belly round and full, her heart light for the first time in what felt like forever.Victor Sterling was finally behind bars. The retrial was over. Justice had been served.And now, she could finally breathe.She looked around the familiar kitchen—the worn oak table, the mismatched cups, the small plate of shortbread cookies that had been her favorite since childhood. Everything looked the same, but everything felt different. Lighter. Brighter. Full of possibility.The past months had been a whirlwind of pain and triumph. She'd lost her marriage, discovered she was pregnant, built a business from nothing, uncovered a conspiracy, and brought a murderer to justice. She'd been broken, rebuilt, and broken again. And through it all, she'd survived."You're glowing," Grace said, settling into the chair across fro

POV: AriaHappily Ever After? (FThe penthouse felt like home now.Aria stood at the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the city lights flicker below her, and smiled. She'd spent so many nights in this penthouse, first as Damien's wife, then as his ex-wife, and now—finally—as his wife again.Life had come full circle.She thought about the journey they'd been on together—the pain, the betrayal, the desperate struggle to survive. And now, finally, they were on the other side. Victor was behind bars. The truth was out. And she was finally, truly happy.The penthouse itself had transformed. Gone were the cold, minimalist furnishings that had defined Damien's bachelor existence. In their place were warm, inviting pieces—a plush sofa where they curled up together, a rocking chair in the corner where she nursed Ethan, photographs on every surface capturing their journey.She heard footsteps behind her, and then Damien's arms wrapped around her waist. "What are you thinking about?" he asked,

POV: AriaThe folder sat on the kitchen table like a coiled snake, its contents threatening to disrupt the peace they'd worked so hard to build.Aria stared at it, her hands wrapped around a cup of tea she hadn't touched. The names and addresses blurred before her eyes, each one a potential threat to the life she'd rebuilt.She thought about everything she'd been through—the pain, the betrayal, the desperate struggle to survive. And now, just when she thought it was over, a new threat had emerged.The morning light streamed through the kitchen windows, casting warm golden patterns across the table. Outside, the vineyard stretched out in peaceful splendor, the grapevines heavy with fruit, the hills rolling toward the horizon. It was a scene of perfect tranquility—and yet, the folder before her threatened to shatter it all."We need to investigate this," she said finally. "We need to know if there's anyone out there who still wants to hurt us."Damien sat across from her, his grey eyes