All Chapters of Craving My Forbidden Daddy: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Lila’s POVSebastian stood at the bottom of the cellar stairs with his gun pointed straight at Theo. My heart pounded so hard I could hear it in my ears. Theo still held his own gun near my head. The cold metal touched my skin.“Drop the gun, Theo,” Sebastian said. His voice was low and steady. “Do it now.”Theo did not move. His breathing was loud and rough. “Stay back, Father. One step closer and I shoot her.”I sat frozen on the wooden table. The ownership papers were still tight in my hand. My arms ached from holding them so long.Sebastian kept his eyes on his son. “You do not want to do this. You are angry. I understand that. But hurting Lila will not fix anything.”Theo’s laugh was sharp and broken. “Fix anything? You broke it years ago. You and her grandmother. You think I never knew the full story?”I forced my voice to work. “Then let me tell the full story right now. Everyone should hear it. Including you.”Theo’s eyes flicked to me for a second. I took the chance and spoke

Lila’s POVThe hard knock on the bedroom door pulled me out of the quiet moment with Sebastian. My body still felt warm from his careful touch, but the sound of the police voices outside made my stomach tighten again.Sebastian stood and pulled on a shirt. He looked at me with steady eyes. “We face this together. Tell the truth, but you do not have to carry every dark detail alone.”I nodded and fixed my dress as best I could. My hands still shook a little. We opened the door together.Two officers stood in the hallway. The taller one spoke first. “Miss Lila, Mr. Blackwood. We need statements about the events tonight. The shootings, the hostages, and the reports of possible deaths connected to the Blackthorn conflict.”Sebastian kept his hand on the small of my back. “We will answer everything we can.”They led us downstairs to the main sitting room. The ballroom still showed signs of the chaos, overturned chairs, broken glass, and scattered papers. Outside the windows, more police li

Sebastian’s POVThe smell of smoke yanked me fully awake. Orange light danced against the curtains. I threw the blanket aside and pulled on pants and a shirt in seconds. Lila was already at the window, eyes wide.“The east vines,” she said. Her voice shook. “They’re burning.”I grabbed her hand. “We go now. Stay close to me.”We ran down the stairs and out the front doors. The early morning air was thick with smoke. Flames raced along the dry rows on the east side of the property. Staff members were already outside, shouting and dragging hoses from the storage sheds. Julian and Marcus appeared from the side path, faces set and ready.“Form a line!” I called. “Wet the ground between the fire and the main buildings. Protect the cellar and the tasting rooms first.”Lila did not wait for orders. She took a hose from a young worker and aimed the water at the edge of the flames. Her dress was still wrinkled from the night before, but she stood firm. I moved beside her and took a second hose

Sebastian’s POVThe news of the pregnancy sat in my chest like both a gift and a weight. Lila slept against me in the early morning light, one hand resting protectively over her stomach even in sleep. I watched her for a long time. Joy rose in me, strong and real. At the same time guilt twisted underneath it.I was so much older than her. I had already lived a full life, made serious mistakes, and carried the damage of the affair with her grandmother. Now she carried my child. The thought filled me with fierce happiness and deep worry at the same time.When she woke, she smiled at me, soft and tired. “You’re thinking too hard,” she said.“I am.” I brushed hair from her face. “I’m happy, Lila. More than I know how to say. But I also feel the age between us. And I feel the history.”She sat up slowly and took my hand. “Then talk to me. No more half stories.”I nodded. It was time. I told her everything. How the affair with her grandmother had started during a lonely period in my marriag

Lila’s POVI sat at the long table in the study with the ownership papers spread in front of me. The morning light came through the tall windows and landed on the old ink. Bianca had arrived the day before with a thick folder of legal claims. She said my grandmother’s will was incomplete and that the shares belonged to a distant relative of the Vale family instead. Sebastian stood beside me with his arms crossed while our lawyer explained the next steps.“We file a formal response by Friday,” the lawyer said. “The court will set a hearing within two weeks. Until then, no one can force a sale.”I looked up from the papers. “I want to speak at the hearing myself. These shares are real. My grandmother left them to protect this land, and I will not let anyone take them.”Sebastian placed a steady hand on my shoulder. “We stand together on this. You have every right to use your voice.”Bianca had left the house the night before with a cold smile and a promise to return with more documents.