A mafia billionaire freezes at a painting he thought depicted a dead woman—until three starving triplets reveal a truth that changes everything

won’t pretend otherwise. But I did not hurt your mother. I did not know about you. And from this night forward, whatever I was before, I am your father first.”

The girls stared at him.

Sophie whispered, “Does that mean you’ll stay?”

Dante’s throat tightened. “If your mother allows it. If you allow it.”

Ava studied him longest.

Then she pushed her untouched continue reading …