Page 32 of Deadly Don's Savage Vows

And now Marcus in the city - does he know about my son?

My mind is racing, churning and flooding and exploding. I can’t get a grip on a single thought in order to find clarity in the chaos. My heart is pounding, and it’s like my lungs can’t hold air. The room is too small. The entire apartment - the walls are closing in.

I blink, over and over again, telling myself to calm down.

But I’m angry.

My hands are shaking.

My entire body is shaking.

Rage or shock - I can’t tell.

I stand up and take a step towards Bella.

Without a word I hand her my son.

She looks at me with so many questions in her eyes - questions that I can’t answer because I’m drowning in my own thoughts.

“Do not dare leave this apartment.” I growl at her and turn away and walk out. I can’t be here anymore.

I have to get away and figure out what the fuck happened.

Ignoring the elevator I take the stairs because I need to move. The world is still spinning around me, like a carnival ride, out of control and too bright.

I am a father, I have a son. I’ve got an heir. That is so much to lose. And so much to love. And I do not know who else knows about this.

Chapter 13

Isabella

My lungs are burning, telling me to breathe, because I’ve been holding my breath since I told him - not even realizing I’m doing it.

He has hardly moved at all.

He’s sitting there staring at Dante, not saying a single word.

I know - it’s a lot to take in. He must have a thousand thoughts and overwhelming emotions. I need to wait.

He will say something soon.

We can talk about it.

I can tell him why I kept it a secret.

I can explain.

I have to be patient because he’s processing right now.

An eternity goes by and he still hasn’t spoken. My stomach is tightening. Knotting and churning and I’m uncomfortable.

I’m about to say his name, to draw his attention away from our son. But before my lips open, he stands up.

He takes one stride towards me and places Dante in my arms.

What does this mean? I look at him, our eyes locked, waiting for him to say anything at all.

“Do not dare leave this apartment.”

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