Chapter 7 - The Unwritten Contract
As the guards dragged Julian and his son out of the grand dining hall, the remaining family members bowed their heads respectfully toward Vincent, quietly exiting the estate to leave the patriarch alone with his wife.
The massive double doors closed, leaving only the soft glow of the chandeliers and the quiet crackle of the fireplace.
Vincent walked slowly back to the velvet sofa where Emma sat, her hands still resting protectively over her stomach. She looked up at him with wide, uncertain eyes, still terrified that she was merely a pawn in a larger corporate war.
"Vincent..." Emma whispered softly, her voice trembling slightly. "The contract... it ends in three months. If you want me to leave the child with the family... I couldn't survive losing my baby..."
Vincent stopped directly in front of her. Slowly, deliberately, he sank down onto his knees on the hardwood floor, placing himself at eye level with her.
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He reached out, his large, calloused hand gently covering hers over her stomach, his touch filled with a warmth she had never felt from him before.
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