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