There had been a time when he had believed he might never have children of his own.
After the injury that had left him with the possibility of never fathering a child, Santiago had deliberately refused to let himself dwell on it. He had never wanted to develop a weakness that could be used against him, and he had convinced himself that having a child was not something he needed. If it was impossible, then so be it. He would simply live without one.
But now, with Daniella carrying his child, everything he had once believed about fatherhood felt different.
His gaze dropped to Adrian again, and his hand moved slowly over the boy's back.
