LOGINClover’s POVAs I walk into the kitchen, of course Henry has already cooked.I don’t even hesitate. I grab a plate immediately because, let’s be real, what’s the best way to please a pregnant woman?Food.I walk over, wrap my arms around him, and give him a kiss on the cheek.“Thank you,” I mumble, already eyeing the food.He chuckles and hands me a plate without even asking.I giggle and head to the table, sitting down as Zade follows right behind me like he always does. Terrence, who should honestly be back at the office, walks in right after and gets handed a huge plate.I just shake my head.Of course.He sits down with us, already digging in, while Bennett stays up front. I can feel it, he’s off. Probably still upset.I glance at Zade as I take a bite.“So… we’re calling Lucas, right? About Brittany and Bradley’s son?”Zade nods, chewing. “Yeah. The name I remember is… Telanov. Not sure about the rest.”Henry pauses, raising a brow.“Telanov?” he repeats. “Like the Telanov Corpor
Zade’s POVAs I look over at Mrs. Blackwood while she continues to break down, Mr. Blackwood isn’t doing any better. The room feels heavy as hell.I tighten my grip on Clover’s hand and glance down at her.“Are you okay?” I ask quietly.Tears are sliding down her face too, but she nods. “I’m as good as I can be, Zade. This is a mess.” She pauses, then looks up at me. “Do you think you can figure out who Brittany’s son is? Maybe we could talk to him?”I exhale slowly, rubbing my thumb over her knuckles.“I don’t know if I wanna open that can of worms,” I admit. “What if he doesn’t even know Brittany is his mother?”She tilts her head, thinking. “What if we don’t tell him? What if we just meet him… get a feel for him? See if there’s any resemblance to Daisy?”I pause, considering it this time.“You know what… maybe,” I say finally. “We’ll do a little digging first. If he’s around our age, or Lucas’s, there’s a good chance we’ve crossed paths. Hell, Lucas might already know him.”She nod
Clover’s POV I look over at my mother. “Say what?”She’s crying, shaking, and my father is rubbing her back.She wipes her tears. “Rosa… Rosa was your nanny. Or… she became your nanny.”Her voice trembles, but she keeps going.“She was in her early twenties when we hired her. We had an opening for a maid at the time, this was when I was pregnant with you, Lucas. She did a really good job… really good.”She pauses, trying to steady herself.“As time went on, Lucas took a liking to her. This was after you were born of course, Lucas. She stayed on, and we talked all the time. She became… a friend.”I glance at Lucas briefly, then back at her.“Lucas already had a nanny, Talia,” my mom continues. “She had her hands full with him, he was three when I got pregnant again. When I had Breanna, Rosa stepped in more. She talked about helping her family, her sisters… said she was finally making decent money.”My mom exhales shakily.“She had a boyfriend too. She wanted to move out of her mother’
Lucas’s POV As Emily and I arrive at the police station, I can’t help the nervous feeling settling in my chest. I don’t know what they’re going to tell us. I don’t know what this is about.I sigh as I get out of the car and walk around to help Emily out.She looks up at me. “Are you okay?”“Yeah,” I say. “I can’t do nothing but be okay.”She shrugs. “Ain’t that the truth.”I take her hand, lock the car, and we walk inside.We go straight to the front desk. The woman behind the glass looks up at us.“Can I help you?”“Hi, my name is Lucas Blackwood. I’m here to meet with Detective Torres.”She nods. “Okay, go ahead and have a seat, please.”“Thank you.”Emily and I sit down, and not even a minute later, I see my father and mother walking in.I stand up immediately.“Hey, Dad.”We do a quick bro son hug, and then I hug my mom and kiss her on the cheek. Emily hugs my mom and gives my dad a quick hug too.My dad looks around. “So what are we waiting for?”“We’re waiting for Detective Tor
Clover’s POVAs everyone started to simmer down and the voices lowered, I took a deep breath.“Okay, everyone, listen up. Lucas just called. We need to be at the LA Police District 1 at 1 p.m. Detective Torres wants to talk to all of us, including my parents.”Zade looked at me. “So is this about the kidnapping? I still don’t understand how they were able to kidnap you when you were a toddler.”I shrugged. “Shit, I don’t know, Zade. Maybe… hopefully we’ll figure it out today. And if we don’t… then who knows.”He sighed and pulled me closer.Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Bennett watching. Watching too long.I exhaled slowly. “Well, what I am going to do is take a long shower and get ready. Since I won’t be going to work today. And Zade, you should probably go home and change.”He looked at me like I’d lost my mind. “Uh, no I’m not. Mr. Gerald, you got some joggers and a t-shirt I can borrow?”Mr. Gerald chuckled. “Yeah, I do.”Grandma Lola added, “And if you need underwear, check
Zade’s POV As that prick sits there and stares at me like I owe him something… like I did something to him… like I took something away from him, I look him dead in the eye and put my arm around Clover as I continue to eat.Because he is not scaring me.I don’t give a fuck how buff he is, or how much of a security guard, army brat, whatever the hell he is. I don’t care if he was in the army. None of that matters.This is my wife. Today, tomorrow, and the next day.I keep eating like nothing’s wrong.Grandma Lola clears her throat.“So, um… yeah, let’s go ahead and break this up right now. Let’s continue to eat breakfast. Zade, sit back and eat your food. Bennett, I hope the food is good and to your liking.”He keeps staring at me, completely ignoring her.She clears her throat again, louder this time.Slowly, he turns toward her.“The breakfast is amazing. You and Mr. Gerald cook very well.”She nods.“Well, thank you so much. I already put Terrence’s food to the side for him, so when
Clover’s POVAs I wake up wrapped up in Zade’s arms, I actually feel content… like really content.And I don’t even know what to say.I know that pretty much Zade and I are supposed to be separated. I know that. I know I’m still in love with him, really in love with him. And this… this just proved
Clover's POV As soon as we walked into Grandma Lola’s house, I felt it.That shift.That tension.And yeah… I saw it immediately.Bennett.Still watching me.His eyes lingered just a second too long before he finally turned and headed into the family room with Terrence, like he needed to distract
Third-Person POVHunter drove along the California coast, one hand on the wheel, the other gripping a half-open bottle of Jack Daniel’s.The road stretched out in front of him, empty.Quiet.Too quiet.“I’m so damn glad I stashed that money,” he muttered under his breath. “’Cause if I didn’t… I’d b
Daisy’s POV I’m pacing my room.Back and forth.Back and forth.My heels hitting the floor in sharp, uneven clicks as my mind races faster than I can keep up with.They fucked up.Again.I drag my hands through my hair, exhaling hard.“Shit…”Hunter’s gone.Completely off the grid.And Emily?She







