Chapter 10 - The New Empire
Emily looked down at the man kneeling before her. She had spent nine months hating him, fearing his world, and hiding in the shadows. But looking at him now, seeing the absolute devotion and the lengths he was willing to go to protect them, she knew they were finally safe.
"Take me home, Grant," Emily whispered softly.
Grant stood up. He didn't let her walk. He gently scooped her up into his arms, carrying her effortlessly out of the luxury restaurant.
Months later, Emily was no longer wearing worn black work shoes or a stained apron.
Dressed in a beautiful, flowing white silk gown, Emily stood on the balcony of their massive, heavily guarded penthouse, looking out over the Manhattan skyline. She held a beautiful, healthy baby boy in her arms. Grant stepped out onto the balcony, wrapping his arms securely around his wife and his son.
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Victor was gone forever. The syndicate was entirely under Grant’s control, but it operated differently now. It was fiercely protective, untouchable, and loyal only to the woman who had proven she was stronger than all of them.
If your partner hid a pregnancy to save your child from your dangerous family, would you destroy your own blood to protect them?
