Daddy’s Good Girl
“Enough? Boss, this looks like a shrine. Are you trying to celebrate a birthday or summon some kind of spirit?”
I frowned. “It’s her birthday soon and I want to throw a surprise party for her.”
“Uh-huh.” Nico folded his arms, squinting at me. “So normal birthday surprises usually involve hundreds of framed portraits staring at the guests like a cult invite.”
I ignored him, taking a slow walk across the hall. The event planners I hired were busy with their workers all around us. J wanted to play the perfect birthday for my Zella. It was her first birthday with me as her husband. The first of many to come.