YOU ACCIDENTALLY SENT THE MAFIA BOSS THE WRONG ULTRASOUND—MINUTES LATER HE CLAIMED THE BABY, BUT NEVER EXPECTED YOU TO CLAIM YOUR OWN STRENGTH

ever could.

You sat down.

Without asking, he headed toward the kitchen, opened several cabinets, found nothing useful, then glanced at the lone dirty mug sitting in the sink. A shadow crossed his face, but he made no comment. Instead, he pulled out his phone and sent a message.

“What are you doing?” you asked.

“Food.”

“I didn’t ask for food.”

“You need to continue reading …