Page 110 of Second Chance Daddy

Tina follows my gaze. “Y’know, you could’ve had boring. You chose my brother.”

I sigh, flipping a cookie onto a tray. “Yeah. I chose terrifying, infuriating, ridiculously hot chaos.”

“Welcome to the family, babe,” she teases, popping another bubble with her gum. “Now… kingdom secured?”

I glance outside again. Dante’s waving at me now, dark eyes soft, our daughter on his shoulders, her giggles echoing down the street.

Kingdom? Maybe.

Our enemies? Still out there.

But us? We’re stronger.

We’ve survived.

We’ve built something that even the past can’t burn down.

I came home to escape the mafia. Instead, I built a future and a home—with the man I tried to forget and the daughter we’d both die to protect.