June

My eyes went wide, taking in what he just said. This has to be a joke, right? Some kind of sick prank.

"Why do you mean get rid of it?" I asked, my face pale, my hands instinctively clutching my stomach.

Lucien turned slowly, settling onto the bench. He let out a soft sigh. "How sure am I if it's my son's," he said.

My fists balled instantly. I couldn't believe the accusation thrown at me just now.

"I beg your pardon, Mr. Lucien, but I won't take that insult. Hermes is the only man ...