Page 210 of Sinful Pleasure

“This is all because of me, yeah?” I said, loud and firm.

He didn’t hesitated. He nodded, his gun steady and ready, waiting.

“Fine,” I said, my voice unwavering. “I’ll go with you. I won’t fight. I’ll do whatever you ask.”

“Allyn,” Maddox’s voice, rough and low, reached me from behind, sending a pang through my chest.

I turned to him briefly— he fell silent, his expression stricken.

I looked back at Mikael, his sharp gaze fixed on me.

“I’m waiting to hear what you want in return for your submission.”

“Let Maddox leave out of here. Alive.” I said. “And I’ll come with you.”

The words stung, cutting deeper than I imagined. But if this was the price for his life, I would pay it.

There are no happy endings for us.

The odds are stacked too high.

And I didn’t want him to find out like this, but if I don’t say it now,Maddox might never know. That thought alone would destroy me.

“But if you kill him,” I continued, “you’ll lose me forever, Mikael. I will never forgive you for killing the father of my child. And believe me, I will have my revenge.”

“What?”

The word echoed in the room, uttered in unison by Martin, Mikael, and Maddox. But only Maddox’s voice mattered.

I turned to face him, a sincere smile breaking through my tears.

It was small, fragile, but genuine.

If this moment was the last time I would ever see him, I couldn’t leave without telling him the truth. He had every right to know.

Maddox’s face was frozen in bewilderment, his mouth slightly open, the shock written across his features as if he’d just been struck by something hard.

Slowly, I touched my stomach, and his eyes followed the movement, widening in realization.

“I’m pregnant,” I whispered.

The words were quiet yet loud enough for everyone in the room to hear. My eyes stayed locked on Maddox’s. Only he mattered now.

“I’m carrying your child.”

The shift in his expression was almost frightening in its intensity.

In the span of a heartbeat, he transformed.

Shock melted into tenderness, only to harden into something dark and unyielding. A storm brewed in his gaze, a fire so fierce it looked ready to consume everything in its path.

The air felt heavier as his jaw clenched, and his eyes gleamed with a dangerous flame.His gaze shifted over my shoulder, to someone behind me. He gave a small, deliberate nod.

Before I could react, two of Maddox’s men grabbed me, pulling me toward the exit. Their bodies acted as shields, ensuring I was protected.

“No!” I screamed, twisting in their grasp, my voice drowned out by the sudden chaos.

“Fire!” Maddox’s voice roared, cutting through the air like a blade.

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