Adrian Kingsley didn’t sleep.
Every time he closed his eyes, he saw the same moment—
A small boy in the hallway.
Bright blue eyes.
Goodnight, tall man.
His son.
Three years old.
And until yesterday, Adrian hadn’t even known he existed.
Now everything felt different.
Standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows of his penthouse, he watched the early morning traffic crawl through the city.
For once, business didn’t come first.
Family did.
But before he could build anything new, he had to settle the past.
A knock sounded.
“Come in.”
Daniel Carter stepped inside, composed as always.
“You look terrible,” he said.
Adrian gave a tired half-smile. “I just found out I have a son.”
Daniel shrugged lightly. “Fair enough.”
Adrian’s expression turned serious. “What do you have for me?”
