All Chapters of Forbidden Balance - A Dark CEO Romance: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The abandoned industrial complex on the edge of the city was in the rain. Alexander out of the car alone, the gun in the shoulder holster, the face hard like stone. Elena waited in the middle of an empty hall, illuminated by a single neon tube. She wore a black dress and smiled when she saw him. “You have actually come alone,” she said. “Like touching. The Great Alexander Voss risks everything for his pregnant whore.” Alexander stayed ten meters in front of her. “Where are the remaining videos and Files?’ Elena laughed quietly. “Direct to business? Here's my last offer: You overwrite me 40% of your shares and resigns as CEO. In return I leave all the videos and leave your little family alone.” Alexander looked at her for a long time. Then he smiled cold. ‘No’ Elena raised an eyebrow. ‘No?’ “I’m not here to negotiate,” he said calmly. “I’m here to tell you, that it's over. Your accounts are frozen. Your last allies have betray you. And at this moment your entire network

The days that followed were filled with a quiet, almost surreal sense of anticipation.Alexander had hired an exclusive wedding planner who worked discreetly. The ceremony was set to take place in four weeks on a private island in Greece—attended only by their closest confidants and family.Lena stood before the large mirror in the dressing room, wearing an elegant yet simple white dress. Sophie sat in an armchair nearby, beaming. Lena looked enchanting. She smiled, filled with excitement; the tension of the past few weeks seemed to have vanished."You look incredible," Sophie said, her eyes glistening. "Like a real bride."Lena smoothed the soft fabric. "I still can't believe it. A few months ago, I wanted to destroy him... and now I’m marrying him."At that moment, Alexander walked in. He stopped abruptly when he saw her in the dress. For a moment, he said nothing. Then, he walked slowly toward her, his eyes dark with emotion."You are... breathtaking," he whispered. He placed his h

It was the night before the wedding.The penthouse was quiet; only the city’s soft glow filtered through the windows. Sophie had already flown ahead to the island. Only Alexander and Lena remained.Lena stood on the terrace wearing a long, white silk nightgown, her hands resting on the railing. Her belly was clearly visible now—a gentle, rounded curve beneath the sheer fabric. She looked overjoyed.Alexander stepped up softly behind her, dressed only in loose, comfortable black trousers. He wrapped his arms tenderly around her, placed both hands carefully and lovingly on her belly, and kissed the nape of her neck."The last night as Lena Moreau," he murmured in a deep, warm voice. "Tomorrow, you’ll be my wife."Lena leaned back against his chest. "I’m nervous. Not because of you. But because it feels so huge. So final."Alexander turned her around to face him. His dark eyes were filled with love and a sense of possession."It is final," he said softly. "And that’s exactly what I want.

The villa on the island was bathed in soft, romantic candlelight. The waves of the sea murmured gently in the background as Alexander closed the door behind them.Lena stood before the large bed covered in rose petals, still wearing her beautiful wedding dress, and looked at him. Her new husband. The man who had risked everything for her. She smiled. "You look beautiful," he said.Alexander took a slow step toward her. His fingers grazed her cheek, then traced down her neck to her décolletage."Mrs. Voss," he murmured in a deep, dark voice. "Finally."He kissed her slowly, almost reverently. The kiss deepened, growing hungrier. His hands skillfully undid the zipper of her dress until the white silk slid to the floor, leaving her standing before him in nothing but delicate lace lingerie."You are beautiful," he whispered as he sank to his knees before her. He kissed her belly, which was already showing a slight curve. "And you are carrying our child. My wife. My family."Lena ran her f

The third night on the island was the hottest yet.They lay on a large, soft daybed right on the beach, surrounded only by candles and the gentle sound of the sea. The sky was scattered with stars.Lena sat astride Alexander, her thin white dress pushed up to her hips. She moved slowly atop him, taking him deep inside her and savoring every inch."Just like that..." Alexander murmured, his hands firm on her hips. His eyes were dark with desire and love. "Ride your man. Slowly. I want to feel everything."Lena braced herself against his chest and moved sensually—circling, going deep. Her growing belly brushed against him with every movement."You feel so good," she whispered breathlessly. "So deep... so perfect."Alexander sat up, pulled her closer, and kissed her hungrily while she continued to ride him. One hand rested on her belly, the other on her back."I can't get enough of you," he growled between kisses. "My pregnant wife. My beautiful, strong wife."Lena picked up the pace, he