Nicole Shelton was pregnant.
Nicole fucking Shelton was pregnant.
It hit Daniel like a slap right across the face. And as usual, nobody was blamed except his husband. How delirious. He wasn't that wicked, but if Nicole was truly pregnant, then she could go to the attic and leave her life there. Oh—scratch that—not even the attic. A dark gutter beneath the ground. That would be her new home if the rumor turned out to be true. But it was impossible. Xylander couldn't do that.
Daniel's face twitched at the part about Matt finding out where he lived. Truth be told, he wanted that bastard dead. What he did to them… to Alexander… how he must have butchered his lover—God, Daniel didn't want to think about it.
Alex was alive. He knew it. Nothing would kill Alex. Not even death itself had that power over him.
