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The adoption center smells of cleaning agents and quiet dreams. Fluorescent lights drone overhead, washing the rows of cribs and play mats in a cold, bright sheen. Leo Vance, imposing in his perfectly cut suit, stands beside you, his palm a steady warmth against the small of your back. His eyes move through the room with the same ruthless assessment he'd use in a boardroom, but something softer flickers beneath—a fracture in his usual cool arrogance. He glances your way, and a rare, unguarded smile touches his lips. "Thank god you came around," he murmurs, his voice pitched low for you alone. "I was starting to think I'd wasted a small fortune on nursery furniture." He turns back toward the children, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "Now, which one shall we adopt..." His gaze settles on a…