“That is a strong possibility,” the doctor agreed. “But the important thing is that both Silvana and the baby are stable now. She will need a lot of bed rest to recover fully.”“Thank you so much doctor. Can I see her now?”The doctor nodded, “of course! You can take her home if you wish, but she needs to rest as much as possible.”Aiden thanked the doctor once more before making his way to Silvana’s hospital room. As he entered, he saw Silvana lying in bed, looking exhausted but relieved to see him.“Aiden,” she said softly, her voice weak.Aiden rushed to her side, taking her hand in his. “Silvana, thank God you’re okay. I was so worried.”Silvana squeezed his hand gently. “I’m sorry for scaring you.”Aiden shook his head, tears welling up in his eyes. “Don’t apologize. I’m just glad you’re safe. The doctor told me what happened.”Silvana’s eyes widened slightly. “What did he say?”Aiden took a deep breath, trying to steady his emotions. “He said that it was an induced abortion, but

“I saw the email come in,” Sam replied. “I was about to call you, actually. We’ve managed to trace the engineer who disappeared after your parents’ crash. He’s been living in the Caribbean under a new identity.”Aiden’s pulse quickened. “Are you sure it’s him?”“Positive. We’ve verified his identity through multiple sources. I wanted to confirm with you before involving the local authorities.”“Do it,” Aiden said decisively. “And also run a check on the plate number from the footage. We need to know who owns that car.”“On it,” Sam replied, his tone crisp with determination.The next day, Aiden’s phone buzzed early in the morning. It was Sam, and his voice carried a note of urgency.“Aiden, we’ve got him. The engineer, Dan, has been arrested and is currently in custody.”“That’s great news,” Aiden said, feeling a mix of relief and tension. “What about the interrogation?”“It’s just started. I’ll keep you updated,” Sam promised.Hours crawled by as Aiden paced his study, the weight of

“Mr. Romanov, we have a warrant to bring Bryden in for questioning regarding his possible involvement in Daniel’s death,” one of the officers stated, handing Zain the official document.Zain’s face flushed with anger. “This is preposterous! My son has nothing to do with any of this. I will not allow you to take him.”“Sir, we are just doing our job. Please do not obstruct justice,” the other officer replied calmly, unperturbed by Zain’s outburst.Realizing that his influence was failing to sway the officers, Zain watched helplessly as they proceeded to handcuff Bryden and escort him out of the mansion. Bryden’s expression was a mix of fear and resignation as he was led away.Once the officers were out of sight, Zain hurriedly pulled out his phone and called his lawyer, pacing the length of the living room. “This is unacceptable. Bryden has been arrested. I need you to do whatever it takes to get him out,” he barked into the phone.After ending the call with his lawyer, Zain dialed Pat

“We were married for five years, Aiden,” she murmured, leaning closer, her breath warm against his ear. “You just met Silvana. She can’t possibly know you the way I do. I know you love exploring my body, you love it when you bend me over, or have my legs hung on your shoulders.”Aiden’s resolve was crumbling, piece by piece, under the weight of her words and the relentless onslaught of desire. For as long as he could remember, for the past five years of his life as husband to Amelia, there was no day he did not worship her body. He had never seen a woman as beautiful as she was until he met her. How could he forget all the things she made him love when they made love or had random sex, especially during her pregnancy with Zia.Aiden could not deny it, Amelia had a body he had known too well. The curves, the bends, everything. It was for this reason it killed him more than treating him like trash when she went around sleeping with anyone who wasn’t him. She knew how to make him beg he

Zain’s face twisted with frustration. “please do, thank you. I’ll have to find other ways too. I can’t just let him rot in jail.”“Do what you must Zain. At this point, anything is better than nothing. I’ll take my leave now.”Both men shared a handshake, and Zain watched the Lawyer head for the door.Zain reached for his phone, his hand trembling slightly with a mix of anger and desperation. It was time to pull every string he had.Zain dialed the number of his old friend, Senator Marshall, a man with considerable influence. The phone rang twice before a smooth, familiar voice answered.“Marshall speaking.”“Senator, it’s Zain Romanov. I need a favor,” Zain began, trying to keep his voice steady.“Zain, it’s been a while. What can I do for you?” Marshall’s tone was friendly, but Zain could sense the underlying caution.“My son, Bryden, has been arrested. I need you to use your influence to get him out. The situation looks bad, but I know you can help.”There was a long pause on the o