Bella's POV
I stopped dead in my tracks when I spotted him. Silas VALERIUS'Empire leaning against a black SUV like he owned the entire street, which knowing his bank account, he probably could. My son Toby was nestled against his broad chest, tiny fingers clutching the fabric of his expensive shirt like he belonged there.
My heart hammered against my ribs. This wasn't supposed to happen. Silas was supposed to stay far away from us, content with throwing money at problems until they disappeared. Yet here he was, holding my child like it was second nature.
Then I noticed Toby's outfit. Gone were the simple clothes I'd dressed him in this morning. Instead, he wore a soft gray shirt with a cartoon bear, perfectly fitted jeans, and brand new sneakers that probably cost more than my monthly grocery budget.
Heat flashed through me. He took my son shopping without asking me first.
