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The Heartbeat of Destiny She arranged the coins in the supermarket checkout, her gaze distant. At 18, and barely three months pregnant, her world had crumbled. Arthur, an influential and multimillionaire businessman with whom she believed she had a future, had ruthlessly discarded her upon learning of her condition. He was not only selfish, but he was also hiding a marriage of convenience that he wasn't about to ruin. Alone, scared, and living on a cashier's minimum wage, she vowed to herself that her only priority would be the little being growing inside her. She would never again trust men with power and money. Five months after the baby's birth, the little family's happiness was overshadowed by a shadow from the past. While she and the baby waited for Zayne in the private area of the clinic, the door opened abruptly. It was Arthur. "I've come for what's mine. You can't hide in this hospital," he hissed.
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I've come for what's mine, Elena. You can't hide.
Billionaire Arthur leans against the door frame, his hand closed in a fist, his gaze cold and demanding.
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She backed away in fear, clutching the baby to her chest. But before the businessman could take another step, a firm hand stopped the door and stepped between them. It was Zayne. With the icy gaze he reserved only for defending what he loved, Zayne stood in front of Arthur, completely blocking his path. "You have no right here," Zayne said, his calm chilling. "A father is someone who cares, who loves, and who has been there for this child's every heartbeat. You abandoned them. If you want to fight, get ready, because you're not going to face some defenseless cashier. You're going to face me, and I won't let you touch my family again." Seeing Zayne's unwavering determination and the utter lack of fear in Ella's eyes, Arthur understood that money couldn't buy that woman's love or respect. Zayne firmly closed the door, leaving the past behind, and turned to enfold Ella and the little one in a protective embrace, forever sealing his promise to be their eternal refuge.
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