Chapter 233 Cecilia’s pov “What exactly do you mean by’danger’?” I asked, leaning in. My tone was casual, but my heartbeat wasn’t. It ticked up, like my body already knew something I didn’t. Evelyn’s eyes flicked wide–just for a second. She fidgeted with her mug before smoothing on a smile.
Chapter 232 Cecilia’s pov I heard heavy footsteps approaching the dining room, but didn’t look up. Still chewing, I kept my pace deliberately slow, convinced it was just Amara returning from whatever drama she’d stirred up this time. Mentally, I was already queuing up all the choice words I planned
Chapter 231 Cecilia’s pov “Just like that?” I whispered, voice strangled. “You’re suggesting we… team up to make a baby? Like it’s some kind of weekend project p> He’d said it so casually–like suggesting we grab coffee or repaint the guest room. Just tossed it out there as casually as
Chapter 230 Cecilia’s pov I woke slowly, my head fuzzy and pounding just enough to make me hate myself. The ceiling above me wasn’t familiar. This wasn’t my room. Panic flared, sharp and immediate. Before I could do more than grip the sheets tighter, I heard footsteps. I turned my
Chapter 229 Sebastian’s pov I watched her for a long moment, my expression flat despite the war going on just beneath the surface. “My arm’s getting tired,” I said, tone even. “No, it’s not,” she murmured, eyes half-lidded. “The water’s cold now p> “Nope,” she insisted softly, her head lolling
Chapter 228 Sebastian’s pov I tilted my head slightly as Cecilia’s fingers pressed insistently against my mouth, as if trying to feed me something invisible–but clearly important. “Could you be a bit gentler with the offering?” I murmured through her fingers, my voice low and wry, carried off by the
Chapter 227 Author’s pov The reception was at one of those upscale clubs in central London–sleek, exclusive, drowning in chandeliers and velvet, with waiters who moved like they were on rails. The room buzzed: glasses clinked, laughter rose and fell, and the soft murmur of jazz. Cecilia barely noticed. Normally,
Chapter 226 Cecilia’s pov The tension in the car was suffocating, thick enough to cut through. I kept my gaze fixed on the window, watching the jagged skyline blur past, pretending I couldn’t feel Sebastian sitting inches away, silent and unreadable. By the time we pulled up to the house,
Chapter 225 Sebastian’s pov I watched her walk away–back straight, heels sharp against the floor. A smile twitched at the corner of my mouth, automatic. It faded before it ever got real. By the time she turned the corner, all I felt was cold. I cleared my throat and picked
Chapter 224 Cecilia’s pov The horror movie credits rolled across my screen, casting a ghostly blue glow over the walls and my unmade bed. I’d picked something especially gruesome–the kind where good-looking people make stupid choices and wind up dead in increasingly creative ways. It was mindless, bloody, and loud–exactly
Chapter 223 Cecilia’s pov The house settled into that peculiar quiet that comes with early evening–the brief pause between day and night. Tang nearly bounced on his heels as he nudged me toward the stairs. “Go on. Call the Alpha down. Mrs. Linda pulled out all the stops tonight p>
Chapter 222 Cecilia’s pov The second I heard his voice, my spine went rigid like someone had flipped the “fight or flight” switch. I turned slowly to find Sebastian standing in the doorway, rain dripping from his hair and soaking the shoulders of his black coat. He looked like he’d
Chapter 221 Cecilia’s pov Then, her cheeks flushed crimson. “How dare you!” Amara hissed, her voice trembling with barely contained rage. “You don’t need to twist the knife, Cecilia. Fine, I’m not his favorite anymore. You got me fired so you could have him all to yourself. Enjoy your moment
Chapter 220 Cecilia’s pov My lashes fluttered, instinctively. I forced them still. Every muscle in my body locked into place. Even my breath stalled–held hostage by the collision of shock and something dangerously close to heartbreak. Only when his footsteps retreated did I finally exhale. Well, well. So Mr. Alpha
Chapter 219 Cecilia’s pov “Not talking. Not interested in talking. Absolutely refusing to talk p> Each sentence cut sharper than the last. I shoved lightly against Sebastian’s chest and rose from my seat, needing space like I needed air. “I’m going to the restroom. Excuse me p> He didn’t move.
Chapter 218 Cecilia’s pov I stood from the sofa. “You’d better get going,” I said, voice even. “Time waits for no one–especially not your pilot p> Sebastian’s eyes flashed with something murky–a blend of frustration, regret, and the kind of silent math people do when trying to calculate how much
Chapter 217 Sebastian’s pov I sat by my mother’s hospital bed, the antiseptic stench of the room clinging to my clothes like guilt. The pond’s damp chill still lived in my bones–or maybe it was just the memory of her soaked dress, the way her hand trembled even in sleep.
Chapter 216 Author’s pov At the mansion’s rear entrance, Mrs. Dahlia was personally escorting Maggie Locke –and her silent assistant–to their waiting car. “I’m so sorry the plan didn’t work,” Dahlia whispered, wringing her gloved hands like she was scrubbing guilt from her skin. “I failed you completely p> Maggie
Chapter 215 Author’s pov Mrs. Dahlia was still stammering excuses when Sebastian’s phone rang. The moment he answered, his expression turned to stone. Luna Regina’s terrified voice came through–splashes, gasps, then a scream abruptly cut off. Mrs. Dahlia fell silent. Color drained from her face as Sebastian’s gaze snapped toward
Chapter 214 Cecilia’s pov After walking for a while, we could hear footsteps again–faint, but coming from both directions. My heart kicked into overdrive. I glanced at the rooms lining the corridor, spaced every few yards. A desperate plan snapped into place. We were out of time. We had nothing