restaurant so exclusive that reservations were a matter
e pudding. The three-year-old's happy giggles were a stark contrast to the cold, calculated reason they
," Julian said, his voic
cut into her steak. "He needs to see that I have a life. A happy one. I nee
plan is solid. But what about the DNA? Wh
her knife and fork and met his worried gaze. It was time to re
ce three years ago. It required extensive facial and reconstructive surgery." She paused. "And Luna... Luna was born via surrogate in Eur
t Julian speechless for a moment. He shook his he
die, the only thing I could think was that my baby couldn't be left alone. This isn't just for me." Her gaze drifted toward the window, her tho
ll resources of the Hayes family behind you. Whatever you need. For Leo
looking out the window at the city light
smile as he offered her a piece of l
a product of three years of shared survival. Luna clapp
, Chloe
king with the maître d'. His eyes swept the room, a casual, comma
w gently wiping a smudge of chocolate from her daughter's cheek. He saw the chi
saw the confusion on his face curdle into something dark
and in hers, intertwining their fingers. Then she leaned forward and said somet
s face we
till smiling, though his eyes were
Julian's hand to her lips and pressed a soft kiss to his knuckles, her eyes never
was about
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