“…and you have to give her credit—she went through childbirth three times for him.”
“But she was everything to him! His one true love!” Susanna protested.
Hull just snorted. “A living ‘true love’ is never as powerful as a dead one.”
Susanna stared at him, bewildered. Did he mean that the living could never compare to an idealized memory? As much as she wanted to argue, she couldn’t help feeling he might be right.
Adelle might have been Derek’s ‘one and only,’ but if she’d betrayed him about the children, nothing else would matter—she’d lose everything.
Their idle gossip drifted and blurred, and somewhere along the way, Susanna found herself curled up against Hull’s chest, his hands starting to wander with determined impatience.
By the time she fully realized what was happening, the fire between them had already been lit.
“Hey—stop it!” she gasped, wriggling in protest.
“Relax,” Hull murmured into her ear, his breath sending chills down her spine.
“But—I’m still sick!”
“I know. Trust me,” he replied softly.
Trust him? She felt the most on edge precisely because it was him.
Hull didn’t need to lift a finger against Black Gate—chaos had already erupted from within.
For years, Adelle and Finch had held sway in Black Gate, riding high on Derek’s favor and building considerable influence. But now? Derek had suddenly ordered paternity tests for all of Adelle’s children, and the entire organization had become a powder keg, buzzed with uncertainty.
In the end, it was Dan who showed up with a medical team of his own personal choosing. The moment those dozen doctors in white coats entered Blacktower, both Finch and Adelle went rigid with anxiety.
“Should we have Lacey’s daughter brought in too?” Dan asked, looking straight at Derek.


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