Chasing Back His Secret Twins Mother
"Now, if you'll excuse us, we have a very tight business schedule to maintain."
"No. No, wait," Caleb stammered, his eyes darting frantically between Leo and Luna, his face completely pale under the harsh fluorescent lights. He was clearly calculating the exact timeline in his head. Five years. The twins looked exactly five years old. The unique silver-gray eyes that ran exclusively in the prominent Anderson bloodline. The realization hit him like a physical blow to the chest, completely breaking through his usual arrogant, untouchable exterior. "They're mine. Hazel, they're my kids, aren't they? You... you had my babies."
Before I could even formulate a cold, biting rejection to push him aw