I Married a Mafia King!
And he wore it proudly, as if it were a crown.
Their daughter sat cross-legged on the counter, swinging her legs and watching intently as her father worked. Rhian leaned against the wall, arms folded, her heart swelling as she watched the scene unfold. It was domestic, ordinary, even simple. And yet, for them, it was extraordinary.
“Papa,” the little girl said between mouthfuls of her first pancake, “when I grow up, I’m going to marry someone just like you.”
Damon froze mid-flip, eyes wide. Slowly, he turned toward his daughter, as though she had just declared war. Then his gaze shifted toward Rhian, who was already laughing so hard she had to cover her mouth. He set his spatula down with dr
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