“That’s what we both want,” Leonardo was the one who answered, his lips on my neck, kissing it softly. “To put a child in your beautiful body. You see, sweet Isabella, our kind is dying out. MY kind. Hayes' name is fading. Alexander and I are the last of our kind, our very breed, so we need an heir. We need children. Not just one. Not just two, but enough. Enough to carry on our name, our legacy. And that is why you’re here. That’s why my son chose you, cause he thought you would be perfect for this role.”
Our breed, our kind, all those were strange words. Words that should mean something, but I didn't care about all that. What I cared about were the words that kept repeating in my head over and over again.
Children.
Children.
Children.
My eyes burned, a huge lump forming in my thr
