Zion’s POV I noticed the hesitation on Eros’s face every time I mentioned Andrea. “She hasn’t taken my calls since she left the hospital.” He sighed and drove through the gates of my condominium, parking the car. The attendant the hospital sent home with me helped me to the wheelchair, pushing it inside the elevator. Eros followed me and I frowned at not seeing Maddox around. I had expected him to wait for me at home.“Where’s Maddox?” The elevator doors opened, and they pushed me towards my door. Strangely, the cop guarding the place was also missing, and the door was closed.“He left.” I frowned with confusion since Maddox wasn’t one to leave suddenly. He would inform me and surely demand a treat for doing so much for me. I punched in the security code with a frown. I had expected Andrea to be waiting for me at home. “Where’s the cop who was stationed here? What’s going on, Eros?” “He left.” I frowned, feeling upset at their negligence. I opened the door, and the attendant pushe

Zion’s POV The next few days, my defense case received a setback as Mr. Dimakos battled for his life in the hospital. Although the police nabbed the car, the driver was absconding. The traffic police had footage of the driver at various crossroads. He was none other than the local hitman Helix Fotios whom the Hellenic Police had been hunting for quite some time. A manhunt started in the city and its surrounding areas for Helix. There was a monetary reward announced for anyone who could inform the cops about his hideout. At the police headquarters, they tortured Kostas Papandreou for more information, but the man died in custody before opening his mouth. His mysterious death was a colossal blow to the cops, as it proved there was a traitor amongst them. A secret investigation was launched and. Eros and Killian were the prime targets now since they looked after my case and my business. I was worried about them, but I was helpless. All I could do was to arrange for bodyguards for both

Zion’s POV A Month Later I was well prepared as I headed to the court for my hearing. With heavy police protection, Eros and I walked in with Mr. Petridis and his team. Our defense was strong, and I knew I would be acquitted. After twenty minutes, just as I had expected, the magistrate accepted the evidence and acquitted me. I was now a free citizen, acquitted of the murder charge I hadn’t committed. There was a country-wide alert issued for the capture and arrest of the real culprits, Delia Kayakos and her mafia family! The moment I emerged from the court, the reporters flocked to me. Thankfully, they left me after a brief interview. With the property case hearing scheduled ten days later, I left for my office, escorted by four bodyguards. Mr. Petridis recommended to me an excellent attorney who would fight for my inheritance. I had no proof before, but now I did. The case was uncomplicated and I would surely get back everything. Eros came over in the evening on his way home. He

Andrea’s POV “What the f*ck are you doing here, Concorde? I don’t remember having invited you,” gritted out Sebastián while Zion and I were engaged in a staring contest. “I don’t need an invitation, Conrad. I’m here for my family.” Not once did his attention deviate from me, as if he had expected me to retaliate. The twins clung to him and he held them close. “Dad! I’m so happy to see you,” said Zayden, clinging to his leg. “Me too. Dad, let’s go,” said Adrian, clinging to the other leg. “Andrea, let’s go,” said Zion, grabbing my hand. Sebastián panicked, and the others rushed towards us, noticing the commotion. “She isn’t going anywhere with you, Concorde. It’s our engagement today! Leave right now or I’ll call the cops.” Sebastián pushed Zion, trying to extricate my hand from his hold. “Stop, Sebastián. Let me handle this, please.” I wanted Zion to confess before I left with him. How did he expect me to just leave and be his fake fiancée all my life? “How will you handle it?

Andrea’s POV “I don’t fear punishments, Mr. Concorde!” He raised his eyebrow, giving me an amused look, closing the distance between us. My breath hitched when he captured the back of my head again, all the while holding my gaze. I was under his spell, unable to move even an inch. Not that I wanted to. I wanted to feel his lips on mine! It had been so long since we kissed! “Is that so? Let’s find out, Ms. Cromwell!” The smell of his faint, lime and spice cologne stirred my whole body with desire. He tilted my head backward, exposing my throat. His soft, warm lips grazed along the skin, making my insides clench more with need. “Ready, love?” Before I could respond, he traced his tongue up along my chin to hover over my lips. A gush of liquid heat erupted, and I was dripping wet already for his touch. It was the same as that fateful night, five years ago when I conceived the twins. Only this time it was more heartfelt and full of longing!I didn’t need to answer him. He knew I was r