Valerie Foster's life turns upside down when she goes into labor in the presence of Antonio Costello, the notorious Capo of an Italian Crime Syndicate: La Viperia. In a chaotic turn of events, Antonio is forced to take Valerie to the hospital, where he accidentally signs the birth certificate as the father of her baby! But that's only the beginning. Much to Valerie’s dismay, Antonio becomes obsessed with Valerie and her baby boy, insisting on raising him as his own. Despite her protests, Antonio is determined to be the best accidental dad ever.
View MoreRiley’s hands trembled as she fumbled with her seatbelt, her heart pounding in her chest like a drum that refused to slow.She hated flying—the closed-in space, the unnatural sensation of leaving the ground, the helplessness of it all. The moment the plane’s engines roared to life, a wave of anxiety crashed over her, threatening to pull her under. Her breathing quickened, shallow and erratic.River, sitting beside her, seemed oblivious at first, his expression unreadable as he stared straight ahead. He had that same detached look he always wore around her, like he couldn’t decide whether to keep his distance or be close.But then, without a word, she felt his hand on hers.It wasn’t much—just a simple touch, but the warmth of his skin against hers sent a shock through her, grounding her in a way she hadn’t expected. Riley glanced at him, startled. His face was still impassive, his eyes fixed forward, but his hand remained, firm and steady, wrapping around hers.“River…” she began.He
Valerie couldn’t hold back her laughter anymore. “I came to get my sketchbook, but I think I just discovered your little secret hobby,” she teased, walking closer to him.Antonio cleared his throat, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. “It’s not what it looks like…”Valerie raised an eyebrow, still grinning. “Really? Because it looks like you’re knitting a scarf.”Her eyes suddenly turned wide. “Hold on…does this mean what I think it means?” she gasped.“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Bella,” he said.“All those times you gave me stuff as presents. Sweater for me, socks for Landon. Did you knit them yourself? You told me Nona made those!” she asked, laughing again.Antonio sighed, clearly caught but smiling sheepishly. “Alright, you got me,” he admitted, his voice warm with affection. “Yes, I knitted them. Nona did teach me when I was younger, but I didn’t think you’d find out this way.”Valerie shook her head, her laughter subsiding, but the amusement still shining in her
“Aunty Val, when will Daddy and Riley come back?” Lucas asked and looked at Valerie innocently. Valerie looked down and smiled. “Soon.” “Why did they leave?” he asked. “Well, they just got married and newlywed couples are supposed to go on honeymoons,” Valerie said. Lucas looked deep in thought for a moment. “So…” he paused. Valerie looked at him questioningly. “What is it, Bud?” “If daddy married Riley, does that mean she is my new mommy?” Lucas asked.Valerie’s heart skipped a beat at Lucas’s innocent question. She crouched down to be at his eye level, her smile soft but thoughtful.“Well, Lucas,” she began, choosing her words carefully, “Riley loves your dad very much, and they just got married, which makes her a big part of your family now.”Lucas tilted his head, still trying to understand. “But does that mean she’s my new mommy?”Valerie reached out and gently ruffled his hair. “Riley cares about you a lot, Lucas. She wants to be there for you, just like your dad. But no one ca
River’s lips were warm and lingering against hers as he pulled back slightly, his eyes full of mischief and affection. He traced a gentle finger down her cheek, his touch both tender and possessive.“You still with me, Riley?” he asked teasingly, a playful glint in his eyes.Riley nodded, her breath still coming in soft, uneven gasps. “Yes. I’m here.”River smiled. “Good.”He shifted his position, positioning himself above her with a protective yet possessive air.He gave her a heated look, then positioned himself between her legs. With a deliberate and loving touch, he entered her, his movements slow and measured.Riley gasped at the sensation, her body arching to meet him. The fullness of him inside her was overwhelming yet deeply satisfying. She clung to him, her nails digging into his shoulders as she tried to catch her breath.River’s rhythm was steady and deliberate, his every thrust designed to draw out her pleasure. He watched her with hunger, his expression changing with each
They stared at each other for a moment. "You don't?" she asked quietly."No," River said, shrugging off his jacket and laying it on the couch near the bed."So, are we going to...um..." she stammered.She groaned inwardly. Why did she feel so tongue-tied in front of him? He was her husband now, for Christ's sake!"What are you trying to ask, Riley? Just spit it out," River asked, loosening his tie."It's our wedding night," she said softly, her hands fidgeting with the hem of her dress."Yes, it is," he said as he threw the tie at the chair."So I wanted to know if you are planning to...if we are going to...um...""Make love?" he asked. The corner of his mouth twitched up.Riley's cheeks flushed as River's words hung in the air. She felt a nervous flutter in her stomach, the tension between them growing."Yes," she finally managed, her voice barely above a whisper. "That.""Hmm...what do you think we should do, Riley?" he asked, his blue eyes twinkling.His question caught her off gua
River stood at the edge of the reception, the low hum of music and laughter swirling around him, but his attention was fixated on the sight before him—Riley, his new bride, twirling Lucas in her arms. His six-year-old son’s face was lit up with pure joy, giggling as Riley danced with him, her smile as radiant as ever.His chest tightened at the sight. It was a strange feeling, one he hadn’t allowed himself to feel in so long—happiness mixed with a deep ache he couldn’t quite name.The way Riley fit so easily into this life, into his son’s world, was both comforting and terrifying. He wasn’t used to letting people in, not since Ellie.Before he could lose himself in the thought, River felt a heavy hand land on his shoulder. He didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.“Alexander,” River greeted, his voice a low rumble, eyes still fixed on Riley and Lucas.Alexander stood beside him, his gaze following River’s to the dance floor. For a long moment, neither of them spoke, the only s
Riley stood in the bridal suite, her heart racing as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She wore a long white gown, what she considered her dream wedding dress. Her hair had been pinned into soft curls, a veil draped lightly over her shoulders. She looked the part of a bride, but inside, she was anything but calm.Her heart pounded so loudly she thought it might burst from her chest. She took deep breaths, trying to still the anxious tremble in her hands. This was it. Today she was marrying River Foster—the man she’d fallen for, the man who had haunted her thoughts, and yet, a man surrounded by so much grief and darkness. The reality of it all felt surreal, as if she were caught in a dream she couldn’t wake from.Riley turned away from the mirror, her gaze falling on the bouquet sitting on the table beside her. It was a beautiful arrangement of white roses and lilies, delicate and perfect."You okay?" Valerie asked gently, stepping inside and closing the door behind her.Ril
River didn't speak for a few moments.Marry Riley? What the hell was Alexander Torres thinking suggesting that?"You want me to marry your daughter?" he repeated lamely."Yes.""You want me to become your son-in-law?" River stammered, his voice filled with disbelief and confusion. It seemed like an impossible scenario, one he never would have imagined in a million years."Trust me, I am not so thrilled about it either," Alexander suggested."Then why did you suggest that?" River mused.Alexander sighed heavily, the weight of his words settling over the phone line. "Because my daughter loves you, Foster. And despite everything that's happened between us, I want her to be happy."River ran a hand through his hair, his mind racing. The idea of marrying Riley, of becoming a part of the Torres family, was surreal. He couldn't deny the pull he felt towards her, the way she had managed to get under his skin and make him feel things he thought he'd never feel again after losing Ellie. But th
Riley's heart twisted as she saw her father, Alexander, standing there with open arms. His face lit up with a smile, genuine relief evident in his eyes. For a moment, she hesitated, guilt gnawing at her insides. She felt like she was betraying him by even being in the same room after everything that had happened with River.But she forced a smile and stepped forward, allowing herself to be enveloped in her father's embrace. His familiar scent, a mix of expensive cologne and the faintest hint of cigar smoke filled her senses, bringing with it a sense of comfort she hadn't realized she was missing."My little girl is home," Alexander murmured, holding her close. His voice was filled with emotion, the tough exterior he usually presented to the world softening as he held his daughter.Riley closed her eyes, letting herself be comforted by the warmth of her father's embrace, even though she felt like she didn't deserve it. "I'm home, Dad," she whispered, her voice thick with unshed tears.A
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