MasukTo all my amazing readers, Thank you—from the depth of my heart—for walking through this journey with me. Your support, your patience, your comments, and your love kept me going every step of the way. I am truly grateful to everyone who stayed with this story until the very end. If at any point th
“Okay, Daddy,” Dimitri agreed. “I’ll go tell Mrs. Gloria to get me ready!” Denovon set him down carefully, and Dimitri dashed off to find Mrs. Gloria—who wasn’t just their cook but also Dimitri’s nanny. “Slow down, Dimitri!” Emily called with a tired sigh. “Why does he like running every time?”
“I promise you will never be at a disadvantage.” The words suddenly crossed Emily’s mind one warm summer afternoon as she was tidying her son’s room. She paused, walked quickly to the shelf, and pulled out a book that had been untouched for a long time. She opened a page—and there it was. Her
Emily lay on the hospital bed, her eyes fixed on her tiny son sleeping in the crib beside her. It had been four days since she gave birth, yet everything still felt unreal. She kept staring at him, afraid that if she blinked too long, he might disappear. They were still in the hospital and would re
(The Next Day) Emily’s eyelashes fluttered slowly, like they were too heavy to lift. Her lips parted, and she released a faint, shaky breath before her eyes finally opened—tired, hazy, but alive. “You’re awake,” Denovon said in relief, quickly leaning forward. He had been watching her for hours, w
Denovon had never felt so helpless in his life. He paced back and forth in front of the labour room door, his hands clenched tightly, his heart beating so fast it felt like it was punching his chest. Every soft cry and every faint sound coming from inside the room made his whole body stiffen in fea
The youngest of the three suddenly broke, his voice high with terror. “I’ll talk! I’ll talk!” His body shook violently, and Denovon could see he was seconds away from wetting himself. These weren’t hardened killers just street men who’d been paid for a job far bigger than they could handle. Deno
"What are you doing?" Mason asked in a soft voice as he walked toward Val, a small frown on his face. They were in her apartment. He had just come back from work and already changed out of his suit. Their relationship had grown stronger, and he now kept a few clothes at her place, just in case he w
Emily sat trembling on the cold, hard floor of the moving bus. The metal felt icy against her skin, and it made her legs feel weaker. She had lost her heels during the struggle. Her bare feet were cold, and her toes curled in fear. Everything around her was dark. Right after being pulled inside, st
Knock. Knock. Denovon knocked gently at the door of Emily’s office and pushed it open without waiting for her to say “come in.” “My manager seems busy,” he said, peeking in with a boyish smile. Only his head was inside; the rest of his body stayed outside the door. A few junior staff on Emily’s







