Chapter Two Hundred Selena and her younger sister, Nicki, were in the cozy corner of the nursery, surrounded by shelves filled with colorful baby toys. They had been engrossed in a lively conversation about which toys would be perfect for Selena's future bundle of joy. Selena's eyes sparkled with excitement as they carefully inspected each toy, her heart full of anticipation.As they laughed and shared their thoughts, Selena felt a strange sensation, like a sudden warmth between her legs. Alarmed, she stopped mid-sentence, her eyes widening. A look of concern washed over Nicki's face as she saw her sister's expression change."Sis, are you alright?" Nicki asked, her voice tinged with worry. Selena couldn't find words immediately. Her gaze fell to her lap, and that's when she saw it. The deep red stain on her dress. Panic surged through her as she realized what was happening."Nicki," Selena stammered, her voice quivering. "I...I need to go to the bathroom." Her trembling hand pressed
Chapter Two Hundred And One As the minutes passed, the tension in the waiting room grew palpable. The doctor finally returned with more news about Selena's condition. It was a moment of relief, as the bleeding had been contained, and the baby was stable for now. Selena sighed, a mixture of exhaustion and gratitude washing over her.Elijah, still standing beside his sister, felt a complex mixture of emotions. He was relieved that Selena and the baby were stable, but his anger had not completely dissipated. His concern for his sister warred with his lingering resentment towards Nicki.Turning his gaze to Nicki, his voice was icy as he said, "Nicki, I don't want to see you near my wife again. You're not part of this family." His words were a harsh reminder of the past, of the times when Nicki had been unkind and unapologetic.Nicki's face fell, her eyes filled with regret. "Elijah, I'm just trying to help now," she pleaded. "I know I wasn't always the best sister, but I've changed. I ca
Chapter Two Hundred And Two Elijah, the mafia boss, stepped into the dimly lit underground boxing ring, surrounded by the hushed anticipation of his men. His imposing figure cast a long shadow over the bloodstained canvas. Tonight, he was here to watch the match between his boys, to oversee the money being made and managed.The air was thick with tension as the fighters, his loyal henchmen, prepared to engage in brutal combat. Elijah, dressed in his finest tailored suit, watched with a discerning eye. He leaned against the cold, damp brick wall, his face inscrutable as the first bout commenced.The crowd roared as the two fighters circled each other in the makeshift ring. Punches were thrown with precision, and the sound of fists meeting flesh echoed through the underground chamber. Elijah's stoic expression betrayed nothing as he analyzed every move.As the night wore on, he couldn't help but feel a growing dissatisfaction. The level of strength displayed in the matches fell short o
Chapter Two Hundred And Three Elijah cruised through the city on his powerful motorcycle. The night air was cool against his skin, and the rumble of the engine beneath him was like a soothing melody. He relished these solitary rides, finding a sense of freedom in the open road that couldn't be replicated anywhere else.As he turned a corner onto a dimly lit street, his headlights illuminated a group of stunning women standing on the sidewalk. Their laughter and lively chatter filled the night, making them impossible to ignore. They were alluring, their silhouettes outlined by the soft glow of the streetlights. Elijah's heart quickened at the sight, and he couldn't resist the temptation to slow down and take a closer look.Approaching cautiously, he admired their radiant smiles and vibrant energy. They seemed like a fun and lively group, a stark contrast to the solitude he was accustomed to on his rides. The ladies noticed him and waved, their gestures inviting and warm. A mix of emo
Chapter Two Hundred And four Elijah, the mafia boss, walked through the opulent corridors of his grand mansion, a frown etched deeply upon his face. His mind was consumed by a single, burning desire: to find a way to create new job opportunities for those vulnerable girls who had no choice but to wander the unforgiving streets. It was a responsibility he couldn't shake, and the weight of it bore down on his broad shoulders.As he entered his dimly lit office, his eyes fell upon the luxurious mahogany desk, where a map of the city sprawled, its streets and alleys like a labyrinth. He thought about the lives that were trapped within these concrete walls, and he couldn't let it stand any longer.Elijah took a seat in his leather-clad chair, the soft creaking of it blending with the distant sounds of the bustling city. His fingers tapped lightly on the polished wood, his thoughts racing as he contemplated the ways to bring change.He began to speak, his deep voice carrying a sense of det
Chapter Two Hundred And Five Elijah walked into the hospital, his heart heavy with anticipation and a tinge of anxiety. The corridors were dimly lit, a stark contrast to the bright sunshine outside. He knew he had to be strong for Selena, his beloved wife, who was carrying their precious child. The journey to this point had been filled with dreams and hopes, but right now, uncertainty loomed.As he approached Selena's private ward room, his steps quickened. He had been away for a work trip, and he couldn't wait to see her, to hold her hand and share the joy of this miraculous journey with her. With every stride, he thought about the moment he would walk through the door and see her smile.But when he reached the room, his heart sank. The room was empty. There was no sign of Selena. He blinked, thinking that maybe his eyes were playing tricks on him. He checked the room number again, confirming it was Selena's private ward.Panic began to creep in as he scanned the room. The bed was n
Chapter Two Hundred And six As they approached the car, Selena's mood seemed to shift again. She had been calm a moment ago, but now her face contorted with frustration. Without warning, she gave Elijah a hot, dirty slap across the face. He staggered back, shock in his eyes, as he touched his stinging cheek."Why did you do that?" he asked, his voice filled with confusion and pain.Tears welled up in Selena's eyes as she struggled to explain. "I'm sorry, Elijah. It's the hormones. This early pregnancy is just... it's stressing me out. I'm scared, and you're hardly ever beside me."Elijah's heart ached as he realized the turmoil Selena was going through. He had been so preoccupied with work and the chaos of their lives that he hadn't been there for her when she needed him the most. He reached out and gently cupped her face, wiping away the tears that had fallen."I'm so sorry, Selena," he whispered, his voice filled with regret. "I should've been there for you. I promise, from now on,
Chapter Two Hundred And SevenHenry sat at his computer, his eyes fixed on the screen. His fingers danced across the keyboard as he adjusted the settings of the secret audio camera. He'd been listening to the conversation between Selena and his stepbrother, Elijah. The emotions swirled within him, and he couldn't tear himself away from the unfolding drama.Selena's voice, sweet and filled with uncertainty, filled the room. She was discussing something important, something that made her sound vulnerable. Henry strained to hear every word, even as guilt gnawed at him for invading their privacy.Elijah's deep, soothing voice responded, filled with concern. They were talking about their future, their relationship, and the tension was palpable even through the audio feed. Henry clenched his fists, conflicted by the emotions that surged within him. He knew he shouldn't be eavesdropping, but he couldn't resist.As the conversation continued, the tension between Selena and Elijah escalated. H