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"And if I was?"I met his deadly gaze. Voice flat."Don't you dare!"Caspian snapped. The ruthless Mafia Don in him finally bled out.But then he caught himself.He pulled me onto his lap. Buried his face in the crook of my neck. Softening his voice."Aria, you have to understand." His large hand stroked my hair. "Cassandra's family runs the entire East Coast smuggling ports. Nora is the only thing keeping us from war. Having a kid now? It breaks the balance. Starts a mob war.""So my baby is a declaration of war?" I let out a cold laugh."Think of the big picture." He gripped my shoulders. Commanding. "Get the surgery first. Wait until Nora is eighteen. She takes over. Calms the Commission down.""Twelve years." I whispered. "You want me to mutilate my body and wait twelve years?""If you still want a kid then, we can get a surrogate." He planned it like it was nothing. "Cassandra's family won't have a say by then."Surrogacy.To keep his ex-wife happy. To protect his firstborn's stat

Caspian stopped.He didn't turn around. Just scoffed. Pure arrogance."Divorce?" He turned to look at me. Like I was a clown throwing a tantrum. "Aria. You aren't the first woman to threaten me with divorce. I don't buy it."He fixed his lapels. Back to Don Serrano."Get better at the hospital. Then get the surgery done. Don't make me ask a third time."Slam.He was gone.Left me in agony and fever for his ex-wife's cheap lie.I survived the night at our cartel-owned hospital.Next morning. The old butler took a call. He rushed out, pale as a ghost."Send backup! Nora is missing!"I shot up in bed.Next second. My phone buzzed like crazy. Nora's smartwatch.I picked up. Her blood-curdling scream tore through the speaker."Aria! Help! A man is trying to kill me... at the Central Park lake..."I didn't even think. Ripped the IV out of my hand. Blood dripping.Grabbed a white cashmere coat. Stumbled all the way to Central Park.The cold wind sliced my stomach wound like a knife. I was bla

I woke up two days later. The sharp pain in my lower abdomen was a cruel reminder. I had walked through the gates of hell and barely made it back. This time, I survived. But my love for Caspian was completely dead. He wasn't my husband anymore. He was just a disgusting memory. I didn't even want to breathe the same air as him. The hospital door opened. My nurse came in to change my IV. She shot a cold glance toward the hallway. “Mr. Serrano is here to see you,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Funny how he was nowhere to be found when you were bleeding to death. Now he’s been standing guard outside for two days. No food. No water.”I closed my eyes. My heart was completely numb. “Tell him to get lost. I don't want to see him.”The next morning, I was propped up against my pillows. I stared blankly out the window. A small head suddenly popped up outside the glass. Nora was clinging to the windowsill. Her eyes were red and swollen. Her cautious, timid look pricke

Two days later, a light rain fell over New York City. I sat quietly in the spacious office of the family lawyer. Across from me, Caspian sat with his head down. He held a pen. This was the man who signed billion-dollar arms deals without blinking. Right now, his hand was shaking violently. He couldn’t stop it. The tip of the pen scraped against the paper, leaving ugly marks. He misspelled his own name several times. I watched him. My heart was perfectly still. I couldn’t feel his despair. Our marriage was now officially over. I had cut the cord myself. He finally finished signing. I glanced at the agreement. Caspian had added a ridiculous list of assets. The properties and trust funds were insane. Enough to last me ten lifetimes. I didn’t hesitate. I signed my name with a clean, swift stroke.When I walked out of the law firm, the rain had stopped. Caspian followed behind me. He broke the silence, his voice hoarse. “What are your plans now?”I clutched my trench coat tig