CHAPTER 872. MY LITTLE BELOVED. RageNiko couldn’t take his eyes off Gigi as they headed to the restaurant to celebrate her award.He couldn’t even describe how hard it had been not to devour the dessert just as she had offered it, and as he drove, he had to admit he was regretting it. Gigi was everything he desired, and at that moment, the idea of waiting until they got home to have her seemed impossible. He didn’t even want to imagine sitting through dinner first.With every passing minute in the car, his excitement intensified. His hand moved to Gigi’s thigh, caressing her softly, while she smiled at him because she could practically smell the desire radiating from him.“Niko, what are you doing?” she asked, though part of her already knew the answer.“Is the dessert offer still on the table?” Niko asked, biting his lower lip. “I won’t survive a full dinner, baby, I swear I won’t last.”Gigi shivered at that teasing touch on the inside of her thigh, and she almost swore she could f

CHAPTER 874. MY LITTLE BELOVED. A Poorly Chosen FamilyNiko sat behind his desk, elbows resting on the wooden surface, staring at Chantal with a mix of coldness and frustration. So many years had passed, so many memories buried beneath layers of silence and well-drawn distances. And now, there she was, standing in front of him as if she had the right to walk through that door without permission."It's fine, Mrs. Nuvés… but call Security and have them wait at my door," Niko ordered, watching as his assistant peeked in hastily behind Chantal."Are you seriously going to have me escorted out with…?""I asked you a damn question, and you still haven't answered it!" he growled, standing up. "What the hell are you doing here?" Niko asked, not bothering to disguise the sharp, cutting tone of his voice.Chantal looked at him with an expression that mixed surprise and something else—something Niko didn’t bother to decipher."It's been a long time, Niko," she answered softly, as if those few wo

CHAPTER 876. MY LITTLE BELOVED. A PossibilityThe silence in that private dining room at La Fontaine was unbearable, as if time had frozen the moment Chantal dropped that bombshell. Niko and Gigi stared at each other, both unable to process what they had just heard. The shock was evident, but as Niko's eyes welled up with tears in an instant, Gigi’s filled with fear.What was all this? Why was her mother saying…? She tried to step back, but her body wouldn’t move, only trembling slightly, as if the ground beneath her feet was crumbling.Finally, she turned an inch, then another, her face painted with a mixture of disbelief and terror."What... what are you saying?!" she screamed at her mother, her voice raw. "Why are you lying?!"Chantal, with calculated coldness, took a step toward her."I'm not lying, Gigi. It's the truth," she said in a soft yet venomous voice. "Eighteen years ago, I got pregnant with Niko’s child. But his parents paid me three million to leave. And I did. We did,

CHAPTER 878. MY LITTLE BELOVED. DesperationThe cold night air hit Gigi’s face as she walked with quick, desperate steps. She had fled the park and her mother’s poisonous words, but her mind was still trapped in that whirlwind. Chantal wasn’t just a manipulative liar—she was dangerous. And worst of all, Gigi knew she was capable of destroying Niko.The mere thought of the press finding out everything that had happened filled her with deep terror. Niko didn’t deserve that. None of his actions, no matter how impulsive or sordid, deserved to become a public scandal.“They’re going to ruin him,” she thought as her steps carried her toward the city center. Every time she saw the lights from the shop windows or heard the sound of passing cars, she felt a sharp pain in her chest. But in the end, she did the only thing she could: find a hotel and pay for a room in cash for the night.And the right word was get through the night, because she was sure she wouldn’t be able to sleep at all. She f

CHAPTER 880. MY LITTLE BELOVED. Wounded HeartsHer heart ached, her body hurt, even her thoughts were painful; but she could do nothing more than take one step after another and be strong.Gigi stepped off the last bus in a small town near Lake Geneva. Her feet felt heavy, and her thoughts were a mess, but the sight of the lake calmed her for a moment. The sun was beginning to set behind the mountains, reflecting off the tranquil water, as if the world were a more peaceful and orderly place than the one she had left behind. After two days of switching buses, moving without a clear destination, she had finally arrived somewhere no one knew her—a place where she could disappear.Lake Geneva was enormous, surrounded by both large cities and small villages seemingly forgotten by God. She walked through the cobbled streets of one of those villages until she found a small inn. Its facade was simple but welcoming, and Gigi pushed open the wooden door, making a small bell chime to announce he