Ruin Me,DADDY
Bella handed Hope to me and immediately went back to her laptop, fingers flying as she coordinated the defense.
“They’re not getting in,” Lucian vowed, voice low and deadly. “Not tonight. Not ever.”
I looked up at him, tears slipping down my cheeks. “We just brought a new baby home. Julian’s only hours old. Hope is still so small. And they’re burning our home around us.”
Lucian cupped my face, thumbs brushing away my tears. His eyes held that familiar obsessive fire, but something deeper burned beneath it now — the evolved love that had survived flatlines, betrayals, and premature births.
Bab Populer