All Chapters of His Dead Wife: No Longer the Surrogate Bride: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Althea kissed him again before Dominic could ask another question.Harder this time and with a bit of need.She kissed him like that because she wants to silence every thought inside her head through the warmth of his mouth against hers.Dominic caught her immediately, his hands settling firmly at her waist as she pressed herself against him. He could feel the tension in her body beneath the urgency, the way she clung to him not out of desperation, but out of needing something real.Something solid.Something alive.“Thea…” He murmured softly against her lips, trying once more to search her face.But Althea only shook her head and kissed him deeper.“No talking, Dom.” She whispered breathlessly. “Not yet. It could wait.”That finally made Dominic stop asking.A faint exhale escaped him, almost amused, almost helpless.“You’ve become bold, amore.” He muttered lightly as his hands slid slowly along her back. He unfastened the hook of her bra and watched it fall on the floor since it has

Morning arrived too quietly for the kind of fear Althea and Dominic had carried into the night.The curtains shifted gently from the soft wind slipping through the slightly opened balcony doors, pale sunlight stretching slowly across the room from the gaps on the boarded windows. It touched the tangled sheets, the discarded clothes on the floor, the crumpled paper still resting on the bedside table beside Dominic’s gun.Nicholas’ drawing.Althea woke first.Her eyes opened slowly as awareness settled back into her body, and the first thing she felt was Dominic’s arm around her waist.His arm was heavy and protective.Possessive even in sleep.She remained still for a moment, listening quietly to the steady rhythm of his breathing against the back of her neck.But the moment her gaze shifted toward the bedside table toward the folded paper Dominic had stared at half the night, the tightness returned to her chest immediately.Nicholas.The drawings.The patterns.The terrifying brillian

The estate shifted into motion the moment Dominic gave the order as boots echoed through the halls, weapons being checked several times and orders being relayed.Down at the basement, vehicles are being prepared quietly, making sure every part is at its top performance.The men moved with practiced precision, their expressions grim and focused as the reality of what awaited them settled deeper into Blackstone.Althea stood near the entrance of the war room, arms crossed tightly as she watched Dominic speak one last time with Sebastian and Vincent over the maps.Even from a distance, she could see the change in him.The softness he only allowed around her and Nicholas had disappeared again beneath cold focus and strategy.The heir.The war commander.The son Alessandro had prepared whether Dominic wanted it or not.Her chest tightened briefly.Then Dominic finally turned away from the table.“Move.”The room immediately shifted.Sebastian left first together with Antonio.Enzo followed

The silence inside the library lingered after Nicholas returned to drawing.It was the kind of silence that came when several intelligent people arrived at the same terrifying conclusion at the exact same time.Althea remained near her parents’ table, arms folded tightly as she watched her son drag another line across the paper with complete concentration.Nicholas hummed softly, looking relax and unaware, to himself while thinking.That somehow made it worse because she knew that the danger in him wasn’t deliberate.It was natural and his instinct.August leaned back slowly in his chair beside Nicholas, his expression unreadable now as he watched the child continue mapping movements across the page.For the first time in a long while, August looked genuinely unsettled.Marianna noticed immediately.“You see it now.”August looked toward her quietly and only nodded slowly.“Yes.”Benjamin exhaled softly through his nose; his fingers loosely linked together atop the table.“He processe

Althea stared at the maps for several long seconds after Nicholas’ explanation. Her pulse continues to pound hard against her ribs, the realization settling deeper and deeper with every breath she took.It’s not a stronghold or headquarters. She thought intently, frowning. Not even a weapons route! An infrastructure of movement and control.Dominic’s father had hidden the center of both networks behind layers of conflict and misdirection so thoroughly that even her husband’s people only saw fragments of it.And Luca had been moving toward it this entire time.Nicholas shifted slightly in her arms.“Mama?” He called out with curiosity and concern.The softness in his voice snapped her out of the spiral immediately.Althea looked down at the little boy whose mind had just solved something seasoned men had been circling around for years.And all she could feel was a protective, overwhelming and terrifying love.Her expression softened completely as she pulled him closer and kissed his f