AUTHORS POV

Pedro’s eyes flared. “You’re welcome to hate me as much as you want, but you cannot deny that Dean is my child. I have DNA proof; I have as much right to be in his life as you do.”

Dean looked between them, confusion knitting his brow. “Mummy… why are you both arguing?”

Tessa forced a gentle smile for her son’s sake. “It’s nothing serious, darling. Just… grown-up talk.” She took a steadying breath and turned back to Pedro. “You need to leave. Now. And never show your face on these grounds again. If you do, I will call the police.”

Pedro’s jaw tightened, but he did not...