The CEO's Midnight Remedy novel Chapter 365

Chapter 365

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The Uber driver made small talk I couldn’t hear over the roaring in my ears. Brooklyn passed by in a blur of brownstones and early autumn leaves. When we pulled up to the address, I stared at the unremarkable building for a long moment before forcing myself out of the car.

The clinic was exactly as advertised: small, clean, anonymous. The waiting room held three other women, none of whom made eye contact. We were all here for the same reason, all wrapped in the

same shroud of silence.

I filled out the intake forms with shaking hands. Insurance information. Emergency contact–I left that blank. Medical history. Consent for the procedure.

“I consent to terminate my pregnancy.”

The words seemed to pulse on the page.

“Number 27, Aria Harper?”

I stood on legs that didn’t feel like my own. My hand pressed against my abdomen one last time–a goodbye, or maybe a plea for forgiveness. Then I followed the nurse down a white hallway that smelled of antiseptic and fear.

The doctor was a middle–aged woman with kind eyes and an efficient manner. “Ms. Harper,” she said gently, “I need to ask one final time. Are you certain you want to proceed with terminating this

pregnancy?”

I lay on the surgical table, staring at the ceiling tiles. My throat felt too tight to speak. “Yes,” I finally managed, the word barely audible. “I’m sure.”

She nodded and began preparing her instruments. The nurse started an IV, and I felt the cold rush of liquid entering my veins. My body gave an involuntary shudder.

I closed my eyes. Devon’s face appeared immediately–those storm–gray eyes that could freeze or burn depending on his mood, the rare softness that sometimes crept into his expression when he thought I wasn’t watching. Then my mother’s smile, warm and encouraging. And finally, impossibly, a child’s face I’d never seen but somehow knew: a little girl with my eyes and Devon’s sharp features.

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The anesthesia began its work, pulling me under. The room grew distant, sounds muffling. I heard the clink of surgical instruments, the soft murmur of the doctor’s voice.

“This is for the best,” I thought. “This is-”

The door exploded open with a sound like thunder.

Through my dimming consciousness, I saw him: Devon Kane, moving like a force of nature, his face

a mask of fury and something that looked terrifyingly like fear. Behind him, clinic staff were shouting, trying to stop him, but he moved through them like they didn’t exist.

“Stop.” His voice cut through the chaos, cold and absolute. “Now.”

The doctor stepped back instinctively. Devon’s gaze swept the room, landing on the ultrasound monitor, then dropping to me on the table. His hands were clenched into fists at his sides.

“Has the procedure started?” he demanded of the nurse.

“N–no, sir. We were just about to-”

He turned back to me, and the rage in his eyes was matched only by something raw and wounded. “What are you doing, Aria? Were you really going to kill our child without even telling me?”

I tried to speak, to explain, but the anesthesia was pulling me down. My words came out slurred:

“You… don’t understand…”

Devon didn’t wait for more. He gathered me into his arms, lifting me from the table as if I weighed nothing. The room spun sickeningly.

“Sir!” The doctor’s voice was sharp with professional concern. “The patient isn’t fully alert. Taking her now could be dangerous-”

“I’ll take her to a real hospital,” Devon bit out. “And my lawyers will be in touch about your ‘clinic’s‘

practices.”

I felt him move, carrying me through the clinic, past the shocked faces of staff and patients. The

cool morning air hit my face as we emerged onto the street, where a black sedan waited with two of Devon’s security team standing ready.

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“Please,” I heard myself whisper against his chest. “Why do you care? This is my choice… I don’t

want this baby…”

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He placed me in the back seat with surprising gentleness, then slid in beside me. His hand found mine, gripping it hard enough that I felt his tremor

“You don’t get to make this decision for both of us,” he said, his voice rough with emotion I’d never heard from him before, “This is my child too, Aria. You don’t have that right.”