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I kidnapped a baby, but he was my son. Chap. 67
Chap. 67Everyone was waiting downstairs while Braston was upstairs with Nate, examining Molly.“She just needs rest. She had a mild hemorrhage, but since she’s been recovering for two days, it wasn’t too bad,” Nate commented, assessing the situation.“So she’ll be okay? No lasting problems?” Braston asked, worried.“Yes, Molly is fine now and will recover quickly. Besides, she’s healthy. There were no major complications other than the loss of her baby, unfortunately. But you two can plan for another in the future,” Nate replied calmly.“Yes, everything is fine,” Braston said, walking Nate to the door and closing it behind him. He returned to Molly, who was lying on the bed, and wrapped her in his arms, holding her close.“You’re okay, right?” he asked in a low, uncertain voice.“I am. It’s just… I have to deal with everything that happened now,” Molly admitted, tears beginning to fall.“It’s hard…” Braston murmured, his voice trailing off as he remembered how excited he had been abo
Last Updated : 2025-02-08I kidnapped a baby, but he was my son. Chapter 68
Chapter 68Braston was in his office, seemingly arguing over the phone."You can’t just drop everything and travel for who knows how long," asserted the man on the other end of the line, his voice tense."I know, but I need to make sure my wife and son are safe," Braston replied, trying to keep his composure."I’ve already told you, this is how it has to be. My family isn’t safe because I went easy on a relative. Does your father have so much control over you that you’ll keep alive the man who wants your woman? Until when?" the boss continued, his tone sharp."He’s not just my father’s son he’s my brother too. I don’t have it in me to kill someone from my own family anymore," Braston admitted, his tone firm but visibly uncomfortable."I think you should. There’s no way he’s going to leave you alone, even in another country. He could easily come after you and give you a little surprise. It’s a shame he didn’t die when I ordered the eradication of Teodoro’s organization," the voice on t
Last Updated : 2025-02-08I kidnapped a baby, but he was my son. 69 – Below the Cliff
Chap. 69 – Below the CliffMolly headed to the bedroom while Braston went down to the kitchen. He started preparing everything he was going to take.“What the hell are you doing?” Liziane asked, incredulous, as she saw Braston grab three different types of knives. Lisaura, on the other hand, stealthily slipped out of the kitchen, afraid one of those objects might get thrown. Mustafá, worried, stood in front of Lisaura, protecting her in case Braston lost his temper.“Hey, why are you leaving?” Braston asked seriously, making Mustafá and Lisaura freeze. “Stay home and take care of... help Mama Lizi. I’m taking my woman on a special outing today. You can stay in any of the rooms, but keep your immoralities far from my private room and the room where I sleep with Molly.” He instructed without looking at anyone while grabbing some fruit from the fridge.“Aren’t you going to answer me? So, are you going camping or something?” Liziane asked again, her tone dripping with sarcasm.“No wonder
Last Updated : 2025-02-08I kidnapped a baby, but he was my son. 70 – Cave
Chapter 70 – CaveIt felt surreal. The car, crumpled like a discarded piece of paper, finally came to a halt as it crashed into a sturdy tree, saving them from a fatal fall. The entire hood was destroyed, and a heavy silence took over the scene, broken only by the sound of leaves rustling in the wind.Braston still held Molly tightly, his heart pounding as he processed what had just happened. He could feel the warmth of her suffocating embrace, and the last impact echoed in his mind like a distant memory.“Molly?” he called, his voice filled with concern. “Are you okay?”Molly slowly lifted her head, looking dazed.“I... I don’t know. We just flipped over. I don’t know if we’re in heaven or hell, but at least if we died, it was quick, right?” she said, still clinging to him.“Molly, let go of me. We need to get out of the car.” He tried to stay calm despite the situation.She blinked a few times, as if only now realizing what had happened.“We’re alive?” she asked, almost in disbelief
Last Updated : 2025-02-08I kidnapped a baby, but he was my son. 71 - Lupin
Chapter 71 - LupinThe early morning was cold colder than Braston had imagined.Wrapped in the blanket, Molly trembled uncontrollably in his arms. Braston tried to shield her as best he could, but it seemed that not even the thick fabric was enough to ward off the biting cold that cut through the cave. He pressed his lips together, trying to ignore the numbness creeping into his own limbs.That’s when he heard it. A low, subtle howl echoed through the forest. It wasn’t far. Braston immediately became alert, but a small smile formed on his lips when he recognized the sound.“Come here,” he whispered, whistling softly.It didn’t take long before a figure emerged from the darkness. A creature with fur as white as snow stepped silently out of the shadows, approaching the entrance of the cave. Molly, still deeply asleep, didn’t notice when the large wolf lay down near her legs.Braston reached out and stroked the animal with familiarity, his fingers gliding through its soft fur.“Good boy.
Last Updated : 2025-02-08I kidnapped a baby, but he was my son. Chapter 72
Chapter 72Even covered in mud, his jealousy remained unchanged; no man could touch his woman. So, Braston carried her the entire way, even as exhaustion set in. When they finally arrived at the mansion, he stepped out of the car with Molly in his arms, embarrassed by the situation.As he approached the door, Braston hesitated, taking a deep breath.“What are you waiting for?” Molly asked, confused by her husband’s hesitation.“If anyone laughs at this, I’m going to be very annoyed,” Braston stated, opening the door with a serious expression.Liziane was in the living room and rushed toward them, alarmed.“Fabrízio! Are you okay?” she asked, looking at both of them with concern.“We’re… well, I’m fine, just too tired. Molly hurt her foot,” he replied, trying to sound casual but clearly uncomfortable.“My God, how can you be so reckless? When Mustafá said he found the car wrecked, I felt like the ground disappeared beneath me!” Liziane exclaimed, visibly shaken. Braston shot a sharp lo
Last Updated : 2025-02-08I kidnapped a baby, but he was my son. 73 - Because Not Everything is Roses
Chapter 73 - Because Not Everything is RosesIt had been a week. A long week since Molly had been confined to the room. The pain in her foot, caused by the poison, had already disappeared, but now something else was eating away at her boredom. She couldn't believe that Braston had actually locked her up as punishment. For someone like her, full of energy and a free spirit, it was torture.That morning, Braston had already been out of the room for over an hour, and the silence was deafening. He hadn’t even left the baby with her. The loneliness was suffocating, and that’s when Molly had a daring idea."What if I escaped?"Remembering the room next door and the window that was probably open, Molly put her plan into action. Carefully, she moved along the edges of the room and managed to slip into the adjacent one. From there, she climbed down unnoticed and went straight to the garden. The fresh air and morning sun were an immense relief far better than the limited air from her window or
Last Updated : 2025-02-08I kidnapped a baby, but he was my son. Chapter, 74
Chapter, 74Braston stayed in the room for a few minutes, holding Molly, who seemed unwilling to let him go, even though she was fully awake. "Molly, I need to answer the door now, okay?" he said, hearing someone knock discreetly. However, she hugged him even tighter, anxious. "Are you feeling okay?" he asked, concerned, studying her. "I don't want to be alone anymore..." she murmured in a downcast tone, hiding her face in his chest. "Alright, come with me, okay?" he relented, getting up from the bed and helping her do the same. They quickly got dressed. Molly, ignoring Braston’s silent disapproval of her choice, grabbed one of his long-sleeve shirts, which was too big for her, and paired it with some short shorts. When they stepped out, they found Mustafá waiting outside. "We’ve scheduled the flight for two days from now, as you asked," Mustafá reported directly. "Good." "What do you mean?" Molly asked, confused, while Braston took her hand and guided her to the office. "We'
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Chapter 93: Closing.Molly and Braston continued their journey to New Orleans. They had their moments of peace, and during their stay, Braston showed her his favorite place, where he creates perfumes, with the master perfumer who taught him how to craft fragrances."So, he’s the one who taught you how to create fragrances?" Molly asked, surprised, as they walked through the luxurious boutique, a truly charming place."Yes, when I arrived here, I couldn’t handle people, not even those I liked, except you. When I met you, I think it was because you were the most innocent and pure thing my hands had ever touched," Braston said nostalgically. "But Chief Pierre taught me how to look at people and imagine what scent would be perfect for them, and then refine it. You were my peach, but it’s been a while since you entered my life, and everything has taken on a different scent. You changed everything. I’m happy to be by your side," he confessed, looking around. Molly, on the other hand, felt u
I kidnapped a baby, but he was my son. 92: Cave
Chapter 92: Cave‘No…’ he muttered with a grunt, wanting to curse loudly but holding himself back. ‘What the hell do you want? Weren’t you sleeping?’ he asked, clearly annoyed. ‘I was, but I saw you leaving… Everyone left with their partners and it’s just the two of us. Let’s go out together?’ she asked, as he unceremoniously removed her from his back. ‘Go back home!’ he stated, not even looking her in the eyes. ‘And what about what happened at the hotel?’ she insisted, quickening her pace to stay by his side. ‘Nothing happened! I was drunk, woke up the same way I fell asleep, except without my shirt and with my car vomited in. That’s because this little thing, who doesn’t know how to drink, ruined everything.’ He spoke with irritation, but without raising his tone. ‘When are you going to stop treating me like a child? Are you blind?’ Laysa asked indignantly. ‘I treat women like women. I treat children like children. And you need to stop thinking you’re a woman,’ he grumbled, ir
I kidnapped a baby, but he was my son. What Happened to Matheus
Cap.91: What Happened to Matheus"Matheus had moved in with Mariana, returning to his old house in Russia. He didn’t understand why she chose this destination, the same city where his mother had lived."Why are we here?" he asked, confused."My family lives here, and this is our country. Besides, it's been a long time since you visited your mother's grave, right?" she replied, her tone apprehensive.Matheus had only visited that place once after becoming an adult. His last memory of being there was when he was nine. Now, being back made his heart tighten. Life seemed so unfair, and all of this because of the greed of a cruel man."To think my mother was his woman... And that, in the end, he traded her, reduced her to a mistress. I always judged her, thought she was greedy for wanting a rich man. I remember well... One time, I even yelled at her, just days before she was murdered," he said, his voice choking, as his knees touched the snow-covered ground in front of his mother’s grave.
I kidnapped a baby, but he was my son. 90: Beware of him, not me.
Cap.90: Beware of him, not me.Cassius hadn't realized that he had held Laysa in his arms the entire night. She had completely passed out, and both of them were drunk. In the morning, no one remembered anything. Cassius was the first to wake up and, to his surprise, found Laysa’s arms wrapped around him, resting peacefully on his chest. For a moment, a faint smile appeared on his face as he gazed at her serene, smiling expression.However, as his eyes traveled down her body, he noticed her shirt was lifted, revealing part of her backside. His conscience weighed heavily on him, and his expression shifted to concern. Discreetly, he pulled her shirt down to cover her better. He sighed in relief when he saw that she was still wearing her underwear. "Thank God nothing happened," he thought. Then, he checked his own clothes and felt even more relieved to see he still had his pants on."Supposedly, she doesn't remember sleeping on top of me. If I move her slowly, she won't notice. Damn it...
I kidnapped a baby, but he was my son. second
“To think that I love you,” she muttered, crying.“Cut the crap! I already told you, stop saying that bullshit,” he snapped, annoyed.“Look!” Laysa said, pointing at where they were.“I see it, a hotel. So what?” he replied with disdain.Laysa stared at him in disbelief while he laughed incredulously.“No way. The last time I went into a hotel with you, and mind you, it was an apartment, I got arrested. You’re trouble.”“But I’m a woman now, there’s no problem with that. Look at me! I need a shower; this smell is making me sick.”“The mix of booze and vomit is hell, baby girl. That’s your punishment. And I don’t know who put it in your head that you’re a woman.”“What the hell? What do you think I am, then?” she asked, unable to believe what she had just heard.“Look, I’ll take you there, you’ll clean yourself up, and we’ll leave before the cops show up,” he said seriously.Laysa almost jumped with joy, but Cassius kept his distance from her, clearly uncomfortable.He rented a room an
I kidnapped a baby, but he was my son. 89: Your View of Me
Chap. 89: Your View of MeCassius stayed on the party floor, not far from the stage where the dancers performed. Francine and the girls were going wild, while he, with a stern expression, kept disapproving of the situation. He was close to his limit, thinking about ending the party with gunfire, but he suppressed the urge with alcohol even though he was responsible for taking the group home.Laysa remained near Francine but didn’t blend in. The poor thing only watched Cassius from afar. After three failed attempts to approach him, she drowned her shame in mixed drinks, even after so many rejections.“Lay, stop staring at that brute! Look at how many hot, handsome guys are around!” Francine shouted, trying to compete with the loud music as she pulled her friend to dance.But Laysa had no enthusiasm for anything.“You don’t understand… I love him… I’m crazy about him!” she confessed, her voice thick with alcohol and emotion.“Look, girl, I’ll be honest,” Francine said, already slurring.
I kidnapped a baby, but he was my son. part:2
"He pushed me?" Laysa murmured to herself, confused. "But there's only one man who would do that..." she said, while Molly fought Braston and Layane practically assaulted Frederick's chest.Laysa didn't waste time."I knew it! Cassius!" she exclaimed, ripping off his mask and throwing herself at him in a hug.Annoyed, Cassius pushed her away and left the stage without saying a word."What?!" Layane reacted, her heart racing. When she took off Frederick’s mask, he stood up furiously and dragged her off the stage without giving her a chance to react."Layla... what is going on?" Molly asked, her face pale and eyes brimming with tears.Layla just stared at her, full of remorse."Oh, Molly... You were advised not to come." That was all she said before turning her back and jumping off the stage straight into Caio’s arms.Molly looked at Braston, hesitant. Summoning her courage, she removed his mask, and as soon as she saw her husband's face, she nearly fainted."Is this a party?" Braston g
I kidnapped a baby, but he was my son. 88: The Sisters’ Punishment
88: The Sisters’ Punishment"Oh, so Layane went to see naked men?" Frederick asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm and anger."But there's still time for you to catch them before the party starts!" Layla assured, anxious about her friends' fate."What do you mean?" Frederick frowned, intrigued."It's only seven o'clock; the dancers don't arrive until eight. You can go now and catch them by surprise!" Layla suggested, clearly uncomfortable."Right now!" Frederick declared, already preparing to leave, but Braston grabbed his arm, thoughtful."Wait, I have a much better idea," Braston said, a malicious smile sparking everyone's curiosity."My wife will have to explain this nonsense to me. A married woman, really? Does she think I'll forgive this? What’s your idea, Braston? Because time is running out." Frederick crossed his arms, impatient."Layla, you're going to take us there. From what I understand, there will only be three men on stage at this party. We'll catch them off guard.""Ge
I kidnapped a baby, but he was my son. 87: The Final Judgment
87: The Final Judgment"Everything is ready. All the suitcases are already downstairs," Cassius announced, carrying his own luggage. The living room was already packed with the belongings of the four men. That night would be the trial, and in the morning, they would leave for Europe.Braston was on the brink of emotional exhaustion, his anxiety eating away at his patience. As a result, he spent most of his time with a closed expression and a distant gaze, almost oblivious to his brothers' conversations."Married life. Ugh!" Cassius spat the words out, noticing Braston’s distracted state and immediately understanding the reason.Braston’s mind seemed dark and turbulent, but he wasn’t the only one in a bad mood."Today is going to be a tense day for the youngest. Let’s get everything organized since he’s convinced that tomorrow he’ll reunite with his beloved. But, honestly, I don’t even want to go. Damn it! Not even with the best investigators can I find my damn wife. If she’s cheating
