Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire

Chapter 501 Madeline's POV "NO!" The scream tore out of me before I could even fully understand what had just happened. I saw Marcus stumble. Saw the shock and pain flash across his face. Saw him instinctively clutch at his body. "No, no, no!" I ran to him, my knees slamming into the concrete floor at the exact moment he collapsed. I caught him before his head hit the ground, pulling him into my arms, cradling him against me. "Marcus, no, please, no," I sobbed, my voice completely breaking. "Stay with me, love. Please. Stay with me." His blue eyes found mine.

Those same blue eyes Aurora had inherited from him. But they were dull now, clouded with pain, and the sight of it shattered me. He tried to speak, his mouth opening, but only a strangled sound came out. He tried again, forcing the words out with visible effort. "Save..." he whispered, so softly I almost didn't hear it. "Save... our daughter..." "No!" I screamed, clutching him tighter. "Don't leave me! Marcus, don't leave me! I need you! Aurora needs you! You can't leave us!" But his eyes were already fluttering shut. His body grew heavier in my arms. His breathing turned shallow, uneven.

"Marcus!" I screamed his name so loudly my throat burned. "Marcus, wake up! Please don't do this to me! The pain was so intense it erased everything else. I didn't see the warehouse anymore. I didn't see Vivian. I didn't see anything except Marcus in my arms, fading, slipping away from me. It was as if the world had shrunk down to just the two of us. Me and him. And him slipping through my fingers. "No, no, no, no," I repeated like a broken mantra, rocking back and forth with him in my arms. "You can't die. You can't. I love you. I love you so much. Please don't leave me.

Please..." Tears streamed down my face. My chest hurt so badly I could barely breathe. It felt like someone had ripped my heart out and crushed it right in front of me. Like every piece of me was being torn apart. The universe couldn't be this cruel. It couldn't take him from me. Not like this. Not now. Not when we finally had everything. "Marcus, please," I whispered against his hair, kissing his forehead, his face, any part of him I could 1/3 reach. "Don't leave me alone. Don't leave us. I don't know how to do this without you. I don't know how to be strong without you. I need you.

my chest, so violent my whole body shook. The pain was physical. Raw. Unbearable. And then I remembered. Vivian. The pain

was functioning while my mind lagged somewhere far behind. And I saw her. She was still standing there, a few yards away. The gun was still in her hand, now hanging at her side, visibly shaking. Her face was drained of color, her eyes wide. Something inside me shattered completely. "You're insane!" I screamed, charging toward her. The pain

of it. Vivian raised the gun and fired. The shot exploded so close that I felt the air shift beside my head. The sound echoed through the warehouse, freezing me instantly in place, my ears ringing. "I am insane!" Vivian shouted, her voice tipping into hysteria now. "Yes, I'm insane! But I'm

any tremor in her hand. It was steady. Determined. Completely

floor behind me, and my heart splintered. I saw the gun pointed at my head, and fear locked me in place. I thought of Aurora, somewhere I didn't know, and desperation crushed my chest. It was too much. Too much to process. Too much to bear. "If you behave," Vivian continued, taking a step toward me, "I'll take you to that whiny little daughter of yours. I'll take you to Aurora. But if you don't..." Vivian tilted her head, her