Amelia wasn't as excited as Isabel. She was more nervous than anything else. This was the mother of the man who she had a one-night stand with. The grandmother of her child. She hadn't spoken to Alex about who to tell about her pregnancy, but she couldn't fault him for telling his mother. The idea that she was to meet this woman who had raised Alex was making her anxious. Isabel put a hand on her arm. "It'll be fine. Grandma will love you."She appreciated Isabel's support. "Thanks.""Seriously, Grandma is the best.""She's your grandmother. Of course, she is. I'm a bit of an interloper in this situation."Alex turned around from the front seat. "I've told you. She's excited about another grandchild. You're in because of that."Amelia wasn't convinced, but she fell into silence not wanting them to realize how nervous she was. It was silly in their minds, but it wasn't her. She didn't know this woman. This woman hadn't asked Amelia to be in her life. She just was. The house was in a

"I wish you would just stay at the mansion. It's large enough for all of us," Alex said.It was the third time during their drive to meet a real estate agent to see an apartment. Amelia was done with hearing it. "Stop, Alex."He moved a little closer to her in the back seat. "I'm serious, Amelia. I don't like this.""It isn't yours to like or not. Just because I am carrying your child doesn't mean you get to tell me what to do."They hadn't slept together in days and Amelia had assumed that whatever was between them wasn't going anywhere. It was time for her to figure out her next step. She loved working for his company, but living with him was too much for two people who weren't even in love. Well at least one of them wasn't. She was pretty sure her crush on Alex would remain unrequited. She didn't need to see him every day. "I'm not moving out right now anyway."The threat of the Agostinos still loomed over her head. She wasn't willing to risk herself or the baby to assert her indep

Amelia stared at the mansion knowing she only had a few minutes before someone would open the door. Someone on Alex's security team or Benedict would know that she'd driven in the front gate. Been driven in since she'd caught an Uber. She could have stayed with Kalia, but what would be the point? She belonged here. Even if Alex didn't love her, she felt something for him. Her moment of solace was gone when the front door opened and Benedict stood there. "Miss Cooper. Welcome home."There's that word again. She did feel a certain amount of peace being here. Was that what home meant? "Hello, Benedict."Before she could ask if Alex was home, he appeared in the foyer. Without hesitation, he stepped out onto the stoop and engulfed her in his arms. It wasn't the homecoming she expected. "I missed you and I'm pretty pissed at you," he said on the top of her head. Okay. That was fair. She had ditched the driver, while she was in danger. "I'm sorry."He let her go and Amelia glanced at Ben

Amelia stared at the imposing doors that must have been made of gold. They were shiny and Amelia was afraid if she touched them, she'd leave a mark. Kalia and Isabel flanked her. She felt power in their presence. Amelia had never been to a spa and she hadn't been willing to blaze this trail alone. Alex had agreed to pay for Kalia, too, and when Isabel heard, she invited herself. Amelia was actually glad because Isabel had been to spas her whole life. She would save Amelia from making a faux pas if that was possible at a spa. She'd assumed that spas were places only rich people went and she wasn't one of those. Even with marrying Alex, she didn't think of his money as hers."They are just doors, Amelia."Amelia glanced back at Isabel who stood there flashing a reassuring smile. Kalia nodded as if she was on Team Isabel. Amelia took a deep breath then let it out. "But they are huge.""They aren't as heavy as they look," she said. Amelia looked back at Kalia who shrugged. She wasn't a

The advantage of having money is that you have resources. If you can pay for them, they will be at your beck and call, whether human or object. Add in the fact, that the person in danger had worked briefly for the government which Alex had only just found out and the response was deafening. That was how Alex came to stand outside Agostino's warehouse with federal agents waiting for the signal that it was safe. Henrik, Erik, and Fred had joined Alex. They doubted the federals would need their muscle, but he appreciated their presence anyway. His heart hammered in his chest and he longed for one hour alone with Papa Agostino if he hurt any hairs on Amelia's head. The radios on the agents' belts chattered quietly. It wasn't a calming noise, and Alex wondered if it alerted anyone inside the warehouse to their presence. He'd assumed a surprise attack would be best, but this wasn't a hockey game. This was dangerous and Amelia would be in the line of fire."She'll be fine," Erik said. "The