บททั้งหมดของ Pregnant with the Devil's Heir: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Aria's POVA week passed so quickly that I barely noticed the days slipping away.Every morning felt lighter than the last. Lucian had returned from his business trip, but nothing changed. He still sat silently at the breakfast table, impeccably dressed in his tailored suits, his expression unreadable as he scanned financial reports over a cup of black coffee. Sometimes I caught him looking in my direction, but before our eyes could meet, he looked away.No insults.No shouting.No humiliation.The silence had become part of our routine.After breakfast, I hurried outside, where Alessandro was already waiting with a pair of gardening gloves in his hands."There you are," he called with a smile."I thought you'd already started without me.""I almost did," he laughed. "But gardening isn't nearly as entertaining when you're not accidentally digging up the wrong plants."I rolled my eyes playfully."That only happened twice.""Five times.""You're exaggerating.""I wish I were."Our laug

Aria .....That day, something felt different the moment I woke up.The entire mansion seemed unusually cheerful. The maids smiled more than usual, the guards greeted each other warmly, and even the house staff looked at me with strange expressions. It wasn't hatred or pity. It was something I couldn't understand. Their eyes lingered on me before they quickly looked away, whispering among themselves.The strangest part was Lucian.He looked... happy.Not the cruel smile he wore whenever he humiliated me, but a calm, satisfied happiness that made my skin crawl. He walked through the mansion with confidence, speaking to the staff in a surprisingly pleasant tone. I couldn't remember ever seeing him in such a good mood.It felt wrong.Even Alessandro, the gardener, wasn't acting like himself. He avoided my gaze throughout the morning and barely spoke a few words before walking away. His usual warmth had vanished, replaced by nervousness.Unable to ignore it any longer, I took out my phone

Aria...Lucian carried me back to the mansion without saying a word.The drive felt endless.I sat in silence, staring out of the window, unable to look at him or even at myself. Everything felt unreal, as if I had become trapped inside someone else's nightmare.When we arrived, I noticed something unusual.The mansion was completely empty.No maids.No guards standing in the hallways.No servants whispering as they usually did.Only silence.Lucian had cleared the entire house.He carried me upstairs to the master bedroom, where a doctor was already waiting."I'll be outside," Lucian said quietly before closing the door behind him.For the first time since I had met him, his voice carried neither anger nor hatred.Only tension.The doctor approached me gently, introducing herself before beginning her examination. She remained professional throughout, but when she finished, her expression softened with sympathy."I'm so sorry, Mrs. Devereux," she said quietly.Those words shattered th

lucian.The mansion had never felt this silent.Silence usually brought me peace. It reminded me that everyone inside these walls feared me enough to obey without question. Tonight, however, the silence mocked me. Every corridor echoed with Aria's words."You destroyed everything."I leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window in my office, a glass of untouched whiskey resting on my desk. The city lights shimmered below, but I wasn't looking at them. I was replaying every step of my revenge.I had planned everything with precision.Every meeting between Aria and Alessandro.Every rumor.Every carefully timed photograph.Every move was meant to drag Victor Romano's name through the mud. I wanted the media to believe his perfect daughter had betrayed her husband. I wanted Romano to experience the same humiliation I had endured after my family was destroyed.It was revenge.Nothing more.Nothing less.Yet somewhere along the way...Someone else had entered my game.Someone had taken my ca

lucian...imitation."I clenched my jaw."So we're chasing shadows."Lucas nodded."There is one more thing.""What?""The message itself."He enlarged the recovered text.Only one sentence had survived.Everything is ready. Bring her when the time comes.I read it again.And again.Bring her.My grip tightened around the tablet."Who is 'her'?"Lucas remained silent.Neither of us had an answer.I looked toward Aria.She still hadn't moved.Could this have been about her?Or someone else entirely?My thoughts drifted back fifteen years.The fire.The screams.The smell of smoke.Victor Romano standing on the ruins of my family's empire.Back then, Aria didn't even exist.She had never been part of my hatred.She had become part of it only because she carried Romano's name.If this message was real...Then Victor Romano had been hiding something for years.If it was fake...Someone wanted me to believe he was.Either possibility changed everything.I handed the tablet back to Lucas."