Bella POV
The pounding on my hotel penthouse suite door woke me at six AM, violent and insistent. I stumbled out of bed, disoriented and terrified, my first thought that something had happened to Tom.
"Ms. Hart!" Maya's voice came through the door, panicked and urgent. "Bella, open up now!"
I yanked open the door to find Maya standing there in her pajamas, her phone clutched in her hand and her face pale with shock.
"What's wrong? Is Tom okay?" I looked past her, half expecting to see danger in the hallway.
"Tom's fine, he's still asleep, but Bella" Maya shoved her phone at me. "You need to see this. Now."
The headline on the screen made my blood turn cold: BREAKING: Billionaire Caleb Black's Secret Love Child - CEO Bella Hart Hid Heir for Years
Below it was a photo of Tom. My son.
