All Chapters of Pregnant by the CEO Who Humiliated Me.: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Alexander Blackwood stood on the private airport runway, watching his six-man team board the corporate jet. They were all ex-military, discreet, and loyal only to money. The leader, a man named Viktor with a scar on his eyebrow, approached him."We have approximate coordinates on the outskirts of Barcelona. A villa protected by Cross's people. If she is there, we will extract her in less than forty-eight hours."Alexander looked at him with cold, obsessive eyes."Don't hurt her... yet. I want her brought back alive. If she is pregnant, confirm that the children are mine. If Damien Cross gets in the way, eliminate him. I don't care about the scandal. No one steals what is mine."Viktor nodded and boarded the plane. Alexander stood watching as the jet took off towards Spain. His phone wouldn't stop vibrating. Messages from his grandmother Victoria:"If you bring her back by force, I will never forgive you. Fix this like a man, not a tyrant."Messages from his father Richard:"The invest

Seven months laterTime on the Mediterranean coast had passed like a tense sigh. Valeria, now eight and a half months pregnant, had a very prominent belly where her triplets moved with force. Her body had changed: a fuller face, swollen ankles, and a constant fatigue that forced her to rest often. She lived in a more isolated safe house in the mountains near Barcelona, under Damien Cross's constant protection.Alexander and his team had not yet managed to find her. Despite spending millions on private detectives, hackers, and mercenaries, the clues always ended in dead ends. Someone was constantly interfering with his search.That afternoon, Valeria walked slowly through the backyard accompanied by Lucía. Her belly was so heavy she could barely take long steps."The babies are very active today," she said, smiling wearily. "I think they want to come out now."Lucía held her by the arm."Just a little longer, Elena. The doctor says if you make it to thirty-six weeks, it will be safer."

The underground tunnel was narrow, damp, and barely lit by emergency lights. Valeria moved forward supported by Lucas and Lucía, her legs trembling and a hemorrhage that wouldn't stop. In her arms she weakly held one of her sons, while Lucas carried the other two babies wrapped in blankets."Keep going, Valeria," Lucas encouraged her with a tense voice. "Just a little further. Damien's helicopter is waiting for us at the end of the tunnel."Every step was agony. The pain in her belly was excruciating and she felt like she was losing a lot of blood. The triplets cried weakly, as if they also felt the danger surrounding them."My babies..." she whispered between clenched teeth. "Don't let Alexander touch them, Lucas. Promise me.""I swear it to you on our mother," her brother replied fiercely. "These children will never know that monster."Raúl covered the rear, occasionally firing toward the tunnel entrance to delay the mercenaries. Marco Rossi led the way, opening security doors with

The first rays of sunlight entered through the large windows of the mansion in the Balearic Islands. Valeria was lying on an adjustable bed, still weak from the birth and blood loss, but with a new determination in her gaze. Beside her, three incubators kept her triplets safe. Liam and Ethan slept peacefully, but Anastasia moved her little hands as if she already wanted to explore the world."My Anastasia..." Valeria whispered, touching the glass of the incubator. "You bear the name of someone strong. No one is going to hurt you."Lucas entered the room with a cup of herbal tea and sat next to her. His presence, after so many years apart, was the only anchor she had left from her old life."How are you feeling today?" he asked softly."Better. The doctor says the bleeding is under control. But I'm still scared, Lucas. Alexander won't stop. I know how obsessive he is."Lucas clenched his jaw."Damien and I are working on a plan. We are going to strike his finances and his reputation un

The city of Rome had become Valeria's new home. In an elegant but discreet apartment in the Trastevere neighborhood, overlooking ancient churches and cobblestone streets, she finally found something resembling peace. The triplets were already three and a half months old: Liam and Ethan were chubby, curious babies, while Anastasia was the calmest and most observant of the three.Lucas lived with them, occupying the master bedroom to ensure security. He had left behind his mysterious role and now worked as a security advisor for Damien.Valeria adjusted her blouse in front of the mirror. Today was her first official day as Damien Cross's executive secretary at his company's European headquarters in Rome."You are ready," Lucía told her, who had moved with them to help her with the children. "The babies are with the nanny. Everything will be fine."Valeria smiled with some nervousness. She had regained her figure, although she still retained more pronounced curves from the pregnancy. Her