Lahat ng Kabanata ng Ride Or Ruin The Biker Who Owned My Soul: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

Elara’s POVThe phone almost slipped from my hand. For one suspended second, the dawn-lit customs tower, Morozov’s body disappearing into smoke, and the sound of Axel forcing his way through the steel shutters all vanished behind one terrifying sentence.If you want to save the baby. The war had ended, the Bratva was broken, and the final leader was dead. And still, the aftermath found a new way to hurt.My free hand went to my stomach so fast it felt instinctive, protective, and desperate.“What happened?” I asked, my voice shaking despite every effort to steady it.The surgeon on the line did not waste time. “Your elevated stress response, the side wound, and the toxic smoke exposure from the docks have triggered acute complications. We have stabilised Ruin, but we need you here immediately to assess foetal distress.”The words landed in pieces, each one heavier than the last. Stabilised Ruin. There was foetal distress, and I had to be there right away.I forced myself to breathe. “

Elara’s POVFor a moment after Axel said the words, I could not move. The harbour ruins blurred in front of me, broken stone and twisted beams dissolving into meaningless shapes as one truth repeated in my head.Milena is gone.The child who had slept in Ruin’s recovery room. The girl who had clung to me in fear. The girl who had helped save us at the docks. Gone, and the guard outside Ruin’s room was dead.The grief I had been carrying since the war ended suddenly changed shape. It became something heavier and far more personal.Guilt.A deep, suffocating guilt that settled inside my chest and refused to loosen. I should have stayed. I should have ignored the need to see the ruins. I should have remained beside Ruin’s bed and beside the child who had already survived more violence than any child should ever know.Instead, I had come here chasing answers through dust and collapsed stone while someone walked into our safe place and took her.Axel touched my arm gently. “Elara, we need

Elara’s POVNadia’s voice still seemed to linger in the room long after the intercom went dead. The words wrapped themselves around my ribs and squeezed. Both children, Milena and the baby.She knew exactly where to strike.The silence that followed felt thick with fear, anger, and helplessness. Axel was already moving, issuing quiet orders through his phone to tighten surveillance around the countryside estate, but all I could hear was the frantic rhythm of my own pulse that was beating too fast and too intensely.The monitor beside my bed began to react before I did. A warning beep, then another. The foetal lines on the screen started jumping in uneven patterns.The doctor rushed back in with two nurses, and one look at the monitor changed her face.“Elara, I need you to stay calm right now.”I almost laughed at how impossible that sounded. Calm. While Nadia held one child hostage, she threatened the child inside me.The doctor pressed the ultrasound scanner to my stomach, her expre

Elara’s POVNadia’s voice kept echoing in my mind long after Axel cut the hacked feed. It was the kind of cruelty only someone hollowed out by vengeance could invent. She had taken motherhood, loyalty, and fear and twisted them into a test she believed would destroy me.A few hours ago, it might have. But something had changed in this room. The emotional walls Ruin and I had finally broken through left behind something stronger than fear.Clarity.I looked at Axel first.“Lock down every medical system in this safe house. I want the foetal monitor off the network and moved to a closed line. No outside feed, no wireless access, no blind spots.”Axel nodded immediately and stepped into action.Then I turned to Ruin. He was already watching me with that steady, dangerous calm I had come to recognise as the moment his mind moved from reaction to strategy.“What are you thinking?” he asked.I placed my hand over my stomach and let myself feel the now steadier rhythm of the baby’s heartbeat

Elara’s POVThe words from Tomas stayed in the room long after the comm line went quiet; no one spoke for several seconds. The operations room, which had slowly begun to feel like a place of rebuilding, tightened again into something more dangerous, as the weight of uncertainty and fear settled over us, threatening to unravel the fragile progress we had made. A lie like that could destroy everything we had started to repair. Or worse, it could be true.I looked at the city map spread across the steel table, but my mind was already somewhere else. I thought about Milena in that dim estate room, the old portrait in the ruined club, and the engraved nameplate that read 'Milena Morozova'.The child had been hidden in our walls for years, close enough to be protected and manipulated at the same time. Of course, someone would eventually come claiming blood rights.Ruin broke the silence first. “She is either leverage or legitimacy.”Axel nodded. “Either way, Nadia is escalating.”I understo