Married to my Ruthless CEO for one night

Chapter 17: M

"Who is M?" Adrian demanded.

We were in his security room. 6 screens. All showing the docks from last night.

"No idea," I said. "My father? Elena?"

Adrian rewound footage. Paused.

Zoomed in.

A figure. In the shadows behind Elena. Watching.

Tall. Coat. Face covered.

And a silver ring on one hand. Shaped like an M.

"My mother," Adrian whispered.

My blood ran cold. "Your mom's dead."

"That's what I thought."

His phone rang. Private number.

He answered. Speaker.

A woman's voice. Smooth. Cold.

"Hello, son."

Adrian stood up straight. "You're supposed to be in Switzerland."

"And you're supposed to be running my company," she said. "Not playing house with your enemy's daughter."

"Don't talk about her--"

"Or what?" she cut him off. "You'll cut me off too? Like you did 10 years ago?"

Silence.

Then: "The baby isn't safe with you," she said. "Give her to me. I'll raise the next CEO properly."

Adrian's knuckles went white. "Touch them and I will bury you."

She laughed. "Try it, Adrian. See who wins."

Click.

I was shaking. "Your mom wants our baby?"

"She wants control," he said. "And she'll use anything to get it."

He pulled me into his arms. "We leave tonight. Private jet. New security."

"Where?"

He kissed my hair. "Somewhere she can't find us. Somewhere we can be a family."

My phone buzzed again. From M: `You have 12 hours to run. Let's see how far you get.`