AFTER MIRA DROPPED THE BOMB—Esther is pregnant. The air shifted between the three of them. Ciaran’s eyes widened—just slightly—but it was enough for Lucien to notice the c***k in his brother’s usually unreadable and cold face.
Humugot ng malalim na hininga si Mira bago nagpatuloy. “She told me that she would never let a Vireaux touch the baby in her stomach.”
Nagtaas baba ang dibdib ni Ciaran. “She… she’s carrying my child?” His voice was hoarse as if saying the words out loud made them dangerous.
Tumango si Mira. “And that’s why exactly you need to let her go. She’s building a life without you, and you need to stay out of it.”
Umigting ang panga ni Ciaran. And that familiar steel returned to his expression. “No, Mira. That’s exactly why I can’t,” he said in a firm voice.
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