My fake husband just discovered the little girl calling me sister… is his daughter. Rafael Chiaroscuro stares at her. Then at me.
“You lied.” Seven years ago, Rafael Chiaroscuro and I shared one reckless night. The heir to a ruthless Italian mafia empire… and the daughter of the Irish family sworn to destroy him.
By morning he was gone. Nine months later, I had his child. So I buried the truth.
My daughter grew up calling me sister—because if Raf ever discovered she was his, the war between our families would explode. But now his empire is bleeding. The Yakuza killed his father.
And the only way to destroy them is an alliance sealed by a fake marriage. Now the most dangerous man I’ve ever known shares my bed… and watches the little girl with his eyes.
And when he discovers everything I’ve hidden— =Rafael Chiaroscuro won’t just claim the daughter I hid from him. He’ll claim the triplets I’m carrying now.
