Andrea’s POV “Mom, Addy has stomach pain. He’s dying!” Zayden announced, running into the kitchen, and stopping our verbal combat. Zion got worked up, his face grim, as if he was on the verge of a panic attack. “Oh! I’ll just call the doctor!” He took out his phone, but I grabbed his hand to stop him. Knowing the kids well, I knew of their exaggerated statements.“No, need to call the doctor. He won’t die from stomach pain! I’ll give him medicine right away!” I released his hand as if scalded and walked away to the kids’ room. Picking up the unopened medicine box I had packed up for the trip, I went inside. The other two trooped in after me to watch what was going on. I found Adrian on the bed, clutching at his stomach, and doubled up in pain. “Mom, is there a bug in my tummy? Will I die?” “There might be, but you’ll survive. What’s this medicine for? It’ll help you fight it. Did you pass loose stools today?” He nodded with a groan. “Very loose, watery!” “You’ll have bland food

Andrea’s POV Throughout dinner, I could feel Zion’s appreciative gaze on me. It made the butterflies dance in my stomach with excitement. I could see how satisfied Zion was with the way things went tonight. His gaze held not only admiration but a deep longing as well! I was sure I wasn’t imagining the heavy sexual tension between us now that we were all alone here. With the guests gone and the twins fast asleep, I wondered if I could avoid him for long. I needed something to divert my mind right now. I couldn’t end up having a steamy night with him!“I have to check out a few office spaces around for Ratio Architects. With most of my dedicated employees wanting to relocate with the company, I have a lot on my plate now. I can’t leave the twins here in the penthouse all alone and go office hunting!” I didn’t want to take it up with him right now, but how long would I wait? Surely, he didn’t expect me to babysit all day! “You don’t have to look for an office space. You will use a vaca

Zion’s POV Delia laughed instead of answering me, but her shrewd, evil laughter lacked mirth. It was as if she wanted to confuse me further. She wanted to keep me hanging! “Why don’t you figure it out, stepson? Or are you that dumb?” She disconnected the call abruptly while I gaped at my phone. I was still clueless about her motive. Obviously, I hadn’t expected her to blurt it out, but at least she could have given me a hint!“Dad!” Adrian’s voice brought me out of my daze and I glanced at their table to see him calling me. The food had arrived, and they were waiting for me. I smiled at him and walked over to my little family. “Sorry to keep you waiting. You could have started!” “Mom wanted to wait for you!” said Zayden with a grin. My jaws dropped, and I glanced at Andrea just to see her cheeks color. “Oh, shall we start?” I served them and fed Andrea the first bite of my pizza slice before munching on the rest. I hadn’t expected the twins to notice, but they did and chuckled, no

Andrea’s POV “Mom, can we go to Dad’s office again tomorrow?” asked Zayden, as they munched on some fries. “If your dad agrees, Zay. You can ask him when he comes home.” The main door clicked open, and the kids were excited, knowing Zion was back. “Dad’s here. Let’s ask him,” said Adrian, dashing out of the living room. He returned with Zion, pleading with him to take them out again the next day. “No, Addy.” I noticed the grim look on Zion’s face as he strode towards the bedroom.“Why Dad? Can we go the day after, please?” He ran after Zion, and so did Zayden. “Addy, Zay, stop bothering your dad. He’ll take you out when he’s free.” The twins sulked in their room while I went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. I could hear Zion talking on the phone in hushed tones. I could sense something was wrong with him. When we left him, he was in a better frame of mind.After twenty minutes, when I was almost done, he came into the kitchen to get a bottle of water.“Yes, Officer. I have all t

Zion’s POV My attention fell upon a Ford Mustang hurtling down towards me from the opposite direction, but it was too late. If I didn’t swerve, it would surely hit me. Panic settled in my heart in that split second. I had no time to think, swerving the car with all my strength. The other cars honked and screeched to a halt, confusion prevailing at my sudden turn. I missed the killer car by inches. It was such a narrow escape that I lost my concentration for a second. My hand slipped on the steering wheel and I lost my grip. The car hurtled towards the lane barrier and then towards the fence beyond. I had to evacuate to save my life. Opening the door, I jumped out, tucking my body into a tight ball, and landing hard on the side of the road. I rolled over immediately to a safer side to avoid getting hit. Excruciating pain hit my entire body, and I knew I was dying. The car crashed into the fence nearby while the Maserati cruised past me. It would have crushed me if I were accessible.