Todos los capítulos de Signed, Sealed, Pregnant by the Ruthless CEO.: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

The private jet from Singapore was still refueling at a private hangar when Silas made the call that set this meeting into motion, three days after Ethan's public humiliation of the police captain had made every news cycle in the city — a display of power so absolute, so casually devastating, that even Silas, who had spent decades building his own empire in the syndicate's shadows, had felt a fresh, cold spike of alarm at exactly how far his nephew's reach now extended. The oil threat alone had rattled him. If Ethan was willing to threaten a public shutdown of municipal fuel supply over his wife's arrest, there was no telling what he might be willing to do once he'd finished assembling the case Silas knew, with growing dread, his nephew had been quietly building against him for the better part of a year.Something had to change. And the easiest lever available to change it, Silas had long ago learned, was rarely force applied directly. It was resentment, patiently cult

The nausea had not, as Luna had desperately hoped through three increasingly uncomfortable days, been a passing casualty of stress and adrenaline. It had settled instead into a stubborn, predictable rhythm — mornings that opened with a sudden, urgent sprint to the bathroom, an aversion to coffee that struck her as almost personally offensive given how thoroughly she'd relied on it through months of crisis, and an exhaustion so complete that she'd fallen asleep twice at her own desk in the middle of the afternoon, something that hadn't happened to her since her first brutal semester of business school.The penthouse without Freya in it felt strange in ways Luna hadn't fully anticipated — small, mundane absences that ambushed her at unexpected moments. No one reminding her of afternoon calls she'd forgotten. No familiar voice bantering with the household staff over which brand of tea to restock. Luna had spent six months leaning on Freya's presence without ever fully registering how muc

Luna had left the Obsidian Room three hours ago with Silas Vance in police custody — Ethan's own security team, arriving in force minutes after the standoff, had swept the club's remaining staff and evidence before local authorities could be bribed into looking the other way, and Freya, bruised and shaking but alive, had been rushed to a private hospital under armed guard, still refusing to speak a full sentence to anyone but Luna. Ethan had spent those three hours making calls in a low, controlled voice that nonetheless carried an undercurrent of barely restrained panic, coordinating with his own security consultants, with the police, with a bomb disposal unit he'd apparently kept on retainer for exactly this kind of contingency — because a man who ran half the city's underworld apparently anticipated, as a matter of course, that someone might eventually try to kill his family with an explosive.Silas's threat had not, in the sober light of the morning after, turned out to be an empt

"Twins," Dr. Whitfield said, and the word landed in the small exam room with a force that momentarily eclipsed even the terror still gripping Luna's chest. "The impact caused some minor bleeding that we're monitoring closely, and I want you on modified bed rest for the next several days as a precaution. But both heartbeats are strong, Mrs. Vance. You're carrying twins, and as of this moment, both babies appear to have weathered the accident remarkably well."Luna sat frozen for a long moment, the word *twins* refusing to fully resolve into meaning, some enormous, disorienting mixture of relief and shock and fresh, fierce protectiveness crashing over her all at once. She thought, absurdly, of the single ultrasound image she'd tucked so carefully into her bag that morning, of how thoroughly incomplete a picture it had actually been — of the small, flickering heartbeat she'd wept over in gratitude, never once suspecting it had a twin she hadn't yet been given the chance to meet.She thou

The knock on the penthouse door came late in the afternoon, three days after Ethan's discharge from the hospital, the sky beyond the windows already beginning its slow slide toward evening, while Luna sat curled on the living room couch with her feet propped on a cushion per Dr. Reyes's strict instructions and Ethan hovered nearby with the particular, restless attentiveness of a man still not fully convinced his wife's modified bed rest was being properly observed.Kai answered the door, and Luna heard, from the couch, the low murmur of a brief, tense exchange before Kai's voice called back with an urgency that made her sit up despite Ethan's immediate, protesting hand on her shoulder."Mr. Vance. There's someone here who says he needs to speak with Mrs. Vance immediately. Says his name is Orion Sterling."Luna was on her feet before her mind had fully processed the name, ignoring Ethan's alarmed protest, crossing the living room's expanse with a speed that made her own recently bruis