"Liliana Rose Romanov, you are consigned to kitchen duties for the next three months or until your pregnancy progresses to the point you need to rest, whichever comes first. I won't be completely heartless. You're excused breakfast duties as you're living up at the Praetorian compound, but you will be on lunch and dinner duties from tomorrow onwards and I don't just mean cooking, you have to clean up afterwards."
Rafe watched confusion cross her face for an instant and then realisation kicked in. Her big brown eyes filled with tears even as a smile began to cross her lips and she threw her arms around his neck. "Oh, thank you, Rafe. Thank you for letting me stay. I swear I'll be on my best behaviour. I won't ever let you down again, I promise I won't."
Swallowing down the lump in his thr
