The Billionaire’s Secret Heirs
"God, please don't. He'll feed Caesar espresso and teach him poker."
Hunter's lips curved. "Then I'll manage on my own."
The clock chimed softly in the background. Caesar's laughter floated from the other room. For a brief moment, everything felt whole, held up between what was ending and what was about to begin.
Hunter rose first, moving around the table to stand behind me. His hands slid over my shoulders, his mouth brushing the side of my neck. "We'll be fine," he whispered, as if convincing himself. "You'll come back, and we'll start the next chapter. Together."
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