His Unwanted Ex Begs For Second Chances

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gripping the door frame, t

allic taste of my own anger. When I spoke, the words were raw, li

rade you're putting on," Elena deman

thumb, and a sharp hiss of air escaped her lips. I peeled her fingers off the

a softly, helping her

ming for the front passenger seat. My lead Enforcer moved without a command; his hand

to end her pulsing in my knuckles. But Sienna was already in

aling the driver to move. Through the tinted glass, I watched Elena screa

from the curb, leaving t

t smoothly, transporting our one-year-old daughte

a quiet, insulated space, sealed off from

ng the climate control so the col

ports car swerving behind us, a desperate, e

mble meant only for her. "Are you comfortable?" I asked

esting over mine on the f

uarded private maternity ho

hand to Sienna and escorting he

n the polished floor behind us. She must have called ahead, because Julia

was thick with the sharp, clean scent of antiseptic, and

sitting on one of

d, holding a massive bou

ge, Liam," Julian said, a mock

ed forward. He snatched the bouquet from Julian's hands and ground the fl

n laughed, tossing his ha

dly, his eyes scanning Sienna's pregnant belly with open disrespect. "Must have c

, placing a protective hand on Julian's a

nto the waiting room, h

ti?" the nurs

d my hand on the small of he

he preliminary intake forms," the n

a sharp, dis

he's just throwing a tantr

stylus hovering over the tablet

e room, ostensibly for the nurse, but each word was a s