Zara Fox's POV
The honeymoon was magnificent. This lie doesn't feel like one anymore.
Julian… what an irony. A man who swears he doesn't believe in love, yet he melts into tenderness with Alina, his daughter. He cradles her with a devotion that brooks no doubt, gazes at her with absolute surrender, holds her with a care that reveals everything he denies in words. And that's precisely what attracts me: his way of loving without reservation, of pouring himself entirely into her.
Even when he throws me that flirtatious glance over her little blond head, there's something deeper throbbing beneath… and that's what's truly dangerous.
I know the idea of sleeping with Alina in between wasn't entirely to his liking. I saw him frown the first night, cross his arms, curse under his breath w
