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A Family of Conviction Chapter 4

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Chapter 4 BPOV I sigh, looking at the mountain of paperwork and callback slips on my desk. I’m barely ever out of my office anymore to interact with the people we help because I’m non-stop working. I feel like I’m organizing it more than actually doing it. I lean back. I think I’m in over my head. Shit, I think Edward’s right. I need to hire some people to help. My brain is all over the place, thinking about the two weeks I’m off. Leah said she would fill in for me to make sure most of everything stays in order. But really, my mind is on my son and the deceit my darling husband tried to pull on me. I close my eyes, rubbing my temples. Doing anything in the office right now is useless. I get up and start making my rounds of the facility. I check the daycare and preschool. My kids converge on me, wanting kisses and hugs. I hit up the WIC office and then over to the new space that’s currently being added. My newest idea for a clinic is in motion. I’m funding the construction; wel

A Family Of Conviction Ch 3

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Chapter 3 EPOV Lucian has been outside with Sam for a while, but I don’t question it. I trust my oldest unconditionally because he has never done anything to make me feel otherwise. We head to our room after we put the little ones down. I know I’m in for an earful after trying to hide Damon’s whereabouts from Bella today. I know I shouldn’t have, but she’s been beating herself up since the day Damon decided he needed to be the rebellious one of our brood. I just wanted her not to stress for one day. She’s been working so hard, and now she has this idea to open a clinic to help with family planning, sexual education, and some other stuff, too. She’s going to work herself to death and beat herself up because she thinks she doesn’t spend enough time with the kids. I wanted to save her from that. She spends plenty of time with our kids. But she really does need to hire someone to help her out before she has a breakdown from all the stress. Unfortunately, I know my wife too well; sh

A Family OF Conviction Ch 2

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Chapter 2 Lucian POV Lily hangs from my shoulders, Wyatt cuddled in my lap while the twins are hanging around my feet as I read them a story. Nothing is better than this; just hanging out with my family. It also helps that Sam is sitting just a few feet away watching with an unreadable expression. She’s smart and just gorgeous with red hair and a petite stature. “The end,” I announce, closing the book with an audible snap. Wyatt giggles and lunges for the book while the others groan. Before I can say anything, the door opens and Dad walks in with my brother dragging along behind him. Dumbass . He doesn't say anything as he makes his way past us and up the stairs. “Hey, kids!” Dad calls out with his arms open as the twins and Lily lunge for him. Wyatt starts clapping his hands, making gurgling sounds and pushing his body across the floor. He hugs and kisses them, then picks Wyatt up from the floor and gives him the same treatment. “I should just stay home and play wit

A Family Of Conviction Ch1

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Chapter 1 BPOV Life for the Cullen household is always busy. I run the center, and Edward is still in his tower office where he merges and invests. We have a house full of kids, three that are teenagers. One of my teenagers is going to make me prematurely gray here in the next few years. Damon is a strong-willed child that acts like he’s already eighteen instead of about to turn sixteen. I turn over to look at my sexy husband. I love to watch him sleep; he has a small smile on his lips. After all these years, he’s only gotten more handsome. He sports a dusting of gray hair above his ears and laugh lines along his mouth and eyes. “It's creepy how you watch me sleep.” His voice is thick with sleep as he pops one eye open. I chuckle. “Sorry, you just looked so peaceful.” He snorts as he throws the blankets off and reveals his almost naked form. I remind myself we have too much to do today for me to start our morning off in the shower, which would make us late. Chuckling e