Ivan could not stop the smile tugging at the corner of his lips at the memory of Jada in his room the first night she came to their home with Daniel.

"It just happened?" Daniela moved into the kitchen area, asking incredulously, eyes almost bulging out...

She then dropped the heels she held in her hand at her feet before climbing up on the stool, arching a brow at her father, placing her chin in her hand propped by her elbow on the kitchen island, ready to listen.

Daniela was curious about what this was. If it was all about having fun, she was okay, but if it was more...