Chapter 131
Alex's POV.
| sat in my office, my eyes locked on the city skyline through the window, but my mind was entirely focused on
Christiana and the kids. She’d refused to stay with me, no matter how many times | asked. And | understood her
reasons. After all, the last twe were together, Bianca almost succeeded in destroying her life. But
understanding didn’t make it any easier to stand back, helpless, watching from a distance.
“James,” | called, leaning back in my chair, “are our men in position at Christiana’s hotel?”
James, my assistant, nodded, his face calm but alert. “Yes, sir. They're stationed far enough away that she won't
notice but close enough to act if anything seems wrong.”
“Good. | don't care if she already has bodyguards; we can’t afford any mistakes this time. Not after...everything.”
The memory of her being taken, tortured, and nearly killed was something that had burned itself into my mind. |
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtcould still remember that hollow, panicked feeling, the moments | spent wondering if she was even alive.
“Understood, sir,” James replied, his voice steady. “And, about Bianca Monroe Lewis,” he continued cautiously,
“our team reports that she’s keeping a low profile. Since her release, there's been no indication of any suspicious
behavior.”
| nodded, but it didn’t ease my mind. Bianca might look like she was living a quiet life, but | didn’t believe it for a
second. She was dangerous, calculating, and ruthless. And if she thought she could get away with it, she would
try to harm Christiana again. “I want updates on her every move. Any minor change in her routine-l want to
know.”
James nodded. “Of course, sir. I'll make sure of it.”
| looked back out the window, watching the city lights flickering against the approaching night. Protecting
Christiana and the kids wasn’t a choice; it was an instinct, something | had to do. Knowing they were vulnerable
out there withoutmadefeel like | was standing on the edge of a cliff, constantly waiting for the ground to
slip.
“Mr. Alistair,” James's voice broke through my thoughts, and | turned, my eyes sharpening at the concern in his
tone.
“Yes?”
“There’s...someone here to see you. He wasn’t on the schedule,” James said, his expression shifting from steady
professionalism to mild unease. He opened the door wider, stepping aside as a figure moved into view.
The man was standing in the doorway, ragged and worn, as if he’d been dragged through hell and barely made it
out. His clothes were torn, his hair was unkempt, and a rough beard shadowed his face. Despite the layers of
exhaustion and grime, there was something familiar in the way he stood, in the haunted look in his eyes.
| felt my breath catch in my throat, a mixture of shock and disbelief tightening my chest. It couldn't be. | took a
step forward, narrowing my eyes to make sure my mind wasn’t playing tricks on me.
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Sebastian...Is that really you?” |
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