All Chapters of Craving My Forbidden Daddy: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Lila’s POVThe cabin door was still hanging broken when the officers led Theo out in handcuffs. His face was bloody from the fight, but his eyes stayed locked on Sebastian until the last moment. I held Elias tight against my chest, rocking him while the paramedics checked us both. The baby’s cries had finally quieted into soft hiccups.Sebastian knelt in front of me on the dirty floor. His hands shook as he touched my face and then the blanket around Elias. “Are you hurt? Is he hurt?”“We’re okay,” I said. My voice sounded rough. “You got here in time.”He pulled us both into his arms right there in front of the officers. I felt the solid beat of his heart and let myself lean into it. Outside, more police cars filled the clearing. Someone read Theo his rights in a clear, official tone.Julian appeared with Elena close behind. Elena took one look at us and covered her mouth. “Thank God. We heard the call and came straight away.”Sebastian stood and kept one arm around my shoulders. “It

Lila’s POVThe headlights at the gate stayed bright until dawn. Blackthorn men stood with papers and heavy equipment, but they never crossed the line. Sebastian and I met them at the entrance with our lawyer and two officers from the county. I held the ownership documents in plain view.“These shares are protected by court order,” I said. My voice carried over the engines. “Any attempt to force entry is trespassing and theft. Leave now or face arrest.”The lead man from Blackthorn looked at the papers, then at the officers. He muttered something into his radio. One by one the trucks reversed and drove away. Sebastian’s hand rested on the small of my back the entire time.“You handled that perfectly,” he said once the last vehicle disappeared. “They saw a co-owner, not a guest.”I let out a long breath. “I’m done letting anyone treat this land like it still belongs only to the past.”Two weeks later the final court hearing on the Blackthorn claim ended in our favor. The judge ruled the

Lila’s POVThe prison waiting room smelled of old coffee and floor cleaner. I sat on a hard plastic chair with Sebastian beside me. His hand rested on my knee. Neither of us spoke much while we waited for the guard to call our names. Elias was safe at home with Elena. This visit was only for us.“You don’t have to go in if you change your mind,” Sebastian said quietly.“I need to hear it,” I answered. “Whatever he wants to say, I want it finished.”A guard opened the heavy door and led us down a narrow hallway. The visiting room was small and bright with fluorescent lights. Theo already sat on the other side of the thick glass. He looked thinner than I remembered. His hair was longer and uneven. Dark circles sat under his eyes. When he saw us he leaned forward and picked up the phone on his side.Sebastian and I sat. I lifted the receiver first.Theo’s voice came through thin and rough. “You came. I wasn’t sure you would.”“You said you had the truth about my grandmother,” I told him.

Lila’s POVThe morning started quiet. I walked the short path near the house with Elias in the stroller while the twins made soft flutters under my hand. Six months along and the doctor had ordered only light movement. Sebastian had gone to the far storage barns to check a delivery. Elena was in the kitchen. The new security cameras covered every angle. For a few hours the world felt ordinary again.My phone buzzed with a message from Julian.“Emergency at the east gate. One of the irrigation lines burst and water is flooding the new vines. Can you come look? Sebastian’s phone is out of range.”I read it twice. Julian never asked for help with something small unless it was urgent. The east rows were the ones we had fought hardest to save. I texted Sebastian where I was going, left Elias with Elena, and took the small utility cart down the service road.The east gate stood open. No flood. No broken pipe. Only Theo leaning against the old stone post, thinner than before, wearing plain c

Lila’s POVFive months had passed since the night at the east gate. Elias learned to take his first shaky steps between the kitchen chairs. The vineyard changed with the seasons until the rows stood thick and green under the summer sun.I walked the main path slowly each morning, one hand on my stomach and the other holding Elias’s small fingers when he wanted to try walking beside me. Workers waved as they passed. The air smelled of warm earth and ripening fruit. For the first time the land felt completely ours.Sebastian met me near the old oak with a bottle of water and a soft smile. “You should be resting more,” he said. “Doctor’s orders.”“I am resting.” I took the water and drank. “I just needed to see the east rows. They look better than I imagined they could.”He rested a hand on the small of my back. “They do. The soil tests came back strong. We’ll have a full harvest this year if the weather holds.”We stood together watching Elias chase a butterfly that had landed on a low