เข้าสู่ระบบZade’s POV“Babe, you gotta get up.”I groaned as my beautiful wife, Clover, tried to wake me up, and it was hard. And when I say it was fucking hard, it was hard.She sighed and said, “You act like you’re the one that’s been up breastfeeding all night. Bro, get your ass up. We have that meeting at ten a.m. It's almost eight thirty.”I groaned again and tried to roll over, but of course I couldn’t really move because my bed was encompassed by a whole litany of little bodies.So not only did we have a set of twins four years ago, who were currently sprawled across our bed like they paid bills in this house, that would be Zade Junior and Zander. But no. We also had our baby girl Trinity a year and a half later. And then a brand-new baby girl, little Tia, that had just been born two months ago.So yeah.When Clover said get your ass up, I needed to get my ass up.But in my defense, I had been up changing diapers and putting babies on boobs all fucking night.I sighed dramatically. “Are
Clover’s POV The pain shot through me like lightning. Oh my God.As I looked over at Zade, he went pale. Then he started to run. Literally ran without me.I looked at him in disbelief as my father quickly walked over and wrapped an arm around me. “Come on, sweetie. I got you.”My father helped guide me out of the courtroom while my mother, my birth mother, walked behind me rubbing my back soothingly. Another sharp pain hit me immediately, and I nearly doubled over.“Breathe in and breathe out, sweetie. I got you,” my father said gently.I laughed painfully. “That is easier said than done, Dad.”He looked down at me carefully. “Can you walk?”I sighed through clenched teeth. “Yeah. I can walk.”As I waddled beside him with his arm firmly around me, I saw the Smiths hurrying toward us too. Janine Smith immediately rushed over.“Are you okay? Breathe in and out. I’ve had four. You can do this.”I looked at her in disbelief. “You’ve gone through this four times? My God.”Mr. Smith laughe
Zade’s POV I sighed as we all sit there in the courtroom. It has been four weeks since our baby shower, and my wife is pretty much due any day now. She only has another two weeks until her due date, and honestly, she looks miserable. The baby didn’t give her any problems the entire pregnancy, but now? Her feet are swollen, she’s exhausted all the time, and she looks way bigger than what they told us she should look like carrying one child. At this point, Clover looks like she’s hiding two babies in there instead of one.The doctor keeps saying it’s just extra fluid and swelling, but I don’t know. I’m seriously starting to question this man. Still, whether it’s one baby or two, we’re gonna love them the same. That’s all that matters.As the judge walks in and everyone rises, I glance over toward Daisy. She’s sitting beside her attorney looking calm, but I can tell she’s nervous. Across the aisle sits Chris, his father John, and even John’s wife. The entire Telenov side is here. I lean
Clover’s POVTwo Weeks Later“Zade, how do I look?”My husband came around the corner, and the second his eyes landed on me, he stopped walking completely.That man looked at me like I hung the damn moon.His eyes slowly dragged over the flowing white dress hugging around my baby bump before settling on my face.And then he smiled.Not a little smile either.That soft, in-love, devastating smile that still made my stomach flutter.“Babe,” he said quietly, “you look amazing.”I grinned immediately.“I love the dress. The white against your red hair?” He shook his head slowly. “And that lipstick? Yeah. You’re gorgeous.”I laughed softly before walking over and giving him a quick kiss.“Okay,” I said, grabbing my bag. “We gotta go because your mother is going to be pissed. We are already thirty minutes late.”Zade scoffed immediately.“She’ll survive.”I rolled my eyes.“The baby shower is for us,” he continued dramatically. “Not for them. They need to remember that.”I laughed while sli
Daisy’s POVTwo Days After Bonding OutAs my lawyer finalized everything with the bondsman, I couldn’t help the small smile that spread across my face.People still underestimated me.That was their first mistake.I had over four and a half million dollars hidden away in accounts nobody knew about. Quiet money. Emergency money. Survival money.And today?That money bought my freedom.At least temporarily.After that pathetic excuse for a public defender was assigned my case, I knew immediately I needed someone better. Someone aggressive. Someone who knew how to maneuver.Ronald was exactly that.The man was a shark.The second he stepped in, everything changed.He already secured me a place to stay too. Nothing flashy. Nothing that screamed wealth. Just a low-key house in Encino tucked away from attention.Perfect.Because right now, the last thing I needed was cameras, attention, or people watching my every move.I needed strategy.I needed distance.And more than anything?I needed
Lucas’s POVOne Week After Sahara’s BirthAs I looked over at my mother, she smiled down at the baby in her arms like nothing else in the world mattered.And honestly?Maybe in that moment, nothing else did.Sahara was beautiful, tiny, perfect, and peaceful.In another life… in another situation… that child would’ve been my mother’s granddaughter too.That thought alone nearly broke me.Because no matter what Daisy had done, no matter how angry everybody was, my mother still loved her. She raised her as her own daughter. She poured every ounce of love she thought she had lost with Clover into Daisy. In her mind, Daisy was Brenna Blackwood.Too bad Daisy never saw it that way.I watched as Dustin smiled proudly while sitting beside my mother. The official DNA results had come back that morning as 99.99%.He was Sahara’s father.No more questions.No more guessing.No more confusion.And despite everything surrounding that child’s birth, Dustin looked genuinely happy.Peaceful even.He
Clover POVI wake up in Zade’s arms and let out a quiet sigh, because this isn’t what I want.I don’t want to keep relying on him. Maybe it’s muscle memory. Maybe it’s familial memory, because he is my family. Family I chose. Or maybe it’s the baby. Maybe I want to keep him around for the baby.Wi
Lucas's PovAs we wrap up dinner, I let out a slow sigh. This isn’t a coincidence. It can’t be.This is the second time a redhead has been attacked in the last few weeks, and I don’t like the pattern forming in my head. Is someone targeting redheads? Or is this about my sister in particular?Either
Zade’s POVAs I walk Clover back to the dining area and we finish up, I can’t stop thinking what the hell is going on? Is there some kind of hit out on redheads and dark-haired men? Is that a thing now? Or are they looking for someone specific?I shake my head as we pack up our to-go plates and gla
Clover’s POVAfter I stood and turned toward the restroom, I could feel Zay’s eyes on me, all heavy, lingering, like they were tracing every inch of my back.I shake my head to myself.I’m trying my damnedest to get away from this man, and yet he keeps pushing it. Always too close. Always too bold.







