All Chapters of From Lies To Loyalty : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Chapter 152: A Grandchild Reese It had been exactly one week since that call with my father. The one where he’d dropped Nathan White’s death like it was nothing more than a weather update, and Lizzie and I had fucked through the entire conversation like animals in heat. The memory still made my blood run hot. But now the clock was ticking. The birthday celebration at the manor was in two weeks, and we had to go. There was no backing out. I’d already promised myself I’d kill the old bastard if the opportunity presented itself. And I wasn’t about to waste the perfect stage.Lizzie, however, was moving around our bedroom like every item she packed was weighted with dread. She’d been quiet since I told her the full truth about Penelope. That conversation had changed something in her. The manor had always been poison to me, but now she looked at it the same way—like it was a tomb filled with ghosts that wanted to swallow her whole. Swallow us whole. I leaned against the doorframe, a

Chapter 154: You Surprise Me Lizzie He caught me completely off-guard and for a second I couldn’t breathe. Reese had always been perceptive—too perceptive—but this time he’d read me like an open book. I’d thought I was hiding it better. I’d thought the ten-year promise would buy us both time. Time for me to maybe change my mind. Time for him to maybe let go of the idea.But the way he kept touching that implant on my arm, the way his eyes softened every time he looked at my stomach or cradled my breasts… I knew. He wasn’t just touching me. He was already imagining a future I wasn’t ready to give him.And the truth was ugly.I didn’t want kids. Not now. Maybe not ever.It wasn’t about him. God, it was never about him. I loved Reese with a ferocity that sometimes scared even me. He was mine—my husband, my safe place, my obsession. The idea of sharing him with anyone else, even a tiny version of us, made something cold and possessive twist in my chest. I’d seen what children did to

Chapter 156: At The Park Lizzie I knew it. Deep down, I knew Sav would lean toward Reese’s side. And maybe that was exactly what I needed—someone who loved him like family to make me see reason without sugarcoating the truth.“Lizzie, don’t misunderstand me,” Sav said quickly, as if she could read my racing thoughts through the phone. “I’m not saying you should rush into parenthood right now when you’re clearly very young and obviously not ready. What I’m saying is… Reese is one of the best men I know. He loves you fiercely. He’s devoted. He’ll make an incredible father. Just… think about it. Consider his feelings in all this.”I sat on the park bench, knees drawn up under Reese’s oversized hoodie, the fabric swallowing me whole. The evening air had cooled, but the knot in my stomach burned hotter. “He’s angry with me,” I confessed, voice small. “I told him ten years—”“Ten years?!” Sav exclaimed, then burst into genuine laughter that made the twins babble louder in the background.

Chapter 158: Our Baby Lizzie I scrambled onto the bed, scooting back until my spine hit the headboard. I yanked the sheets up to cover my naked body, anger replacing the fear. “Have you finally lost your damn mind?!”Reese stood there completely naked, unashamed, his massive erection proud and leaking. He folded his arms, watching me with dark satisfaction. “Did you see how easy it was for you to fight for what you wanted?”“What's your fucking point?!” I hissed, even though I already knew.“You know my fucking point.” He deliberately echoed my words. “That’s exactly how I’m going to fight for what I want, Lizzie.”He stalked closer. I watched him, chest heaving.“If my own wife doesn’t want to give me children, I’ll get them one way or another. Thank God for science and wealth. Otherwise I’d be trapped.”“Lauren is the reason for this, isn’t she?” I glared, jealousy flaring hot. “She was so eager to carry your babies that it awakened that desire. Am I wrong?”“Yeah, you’re right.”

Chapter 160: You’re Tall Lizzie “What am I looking at right now?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper as we walked toward the imposing structure that could only be described as a dark castle. Towering stone walls, gothic spires reaching toward the gray sky, and an army of armed guards stationed at every visible corner. “What’s with all the guards and guns?”“Safety,” Reese replied simply, his warm hand firmly holding mine. “They’re always here.”“Safety? It actually makes me feel very unsafe,” I muttered. “There’s too many of them.”My legs still wobbled slightly with every step—a direct consequence of spending most of the jet flight on my back while Reese thoroughly reminded me who I belonged to. Heat flushed my cheeks at the memory, but I pushed it down. This place demanded my full attention.I glanced up at the house again. A massive fountain with water cascading over a marble statue of what was clearly Reginald stood in the center of the circular driveway. Beside it stre