A single mother's twin children decide to find her a husband by tracking down the mafia ex she never got over. But the dangerous man they bring home has never stopped loving her, and his world of crime is not done with either of them.
Cassian looked up. The children sat side by side on the bed. Mommy always did this. Cassian was silent for a few seconds.
Where's the storybook? Here. Tessa moved over to make room for him. Cassian sat on the edge of the bed and opened the book.
He'd barely read two lines when Tessa tugged his sleeve. Daddy, the big bad wolf needs a deeper voice. The bunny needs a higher one. Do you want the story or not?
They immediately slid beneath the covers. Yes, yes. Tessa's eyes slowly drifted shut. Milo struggled to stay awake, his fingers gripping the hem of Cassian's shirt. Daddy?
Hmm? Will you still be here tomorrow? Yes. The little hand finally loosened. Cassian closed the book and tucked them in.
The children slept close together, Tessa's hand still resting on her brother's arm. He began to smile gently. His phone suddenly rang, breaking the silence. Cassian quickly picked it up.
Boss, we just heard from the hospital. Miss Hale's condition suddenly deteriorated. They're trying to resuscitate her. What did you say?
The doctor says she might not make it. Bring the car, right now! I won't let her die without an explanation. He hung up and turned.
The children had already woken. Tessa sat beneath the covers, looking at him with tearful eyes. Milo rubbed his eyes. What's wrong with Mommy?
Mommy, we want mommy. Outside the resuscitation room, Tessa and Milo pressed against the glass, crying desperately. I lay on the hospital bed. Mommy, mommy don't leave us.
We bought us a daddy.