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She flinches, a little gasp escaping her throat. Well, there’s my confirmation.

It’s true. It’s all true. She’s the daughter of my worst enemy, and she’s pregnant with my child.

“I...” she stammers.

“What’s the fucking plan? Tell me!” I all but growl into her face.

The walls are closing in on me, and I have to know. Everything’s so weird. Is this Marcello’s plan? Isn’t he worried I’m going to kill his daughter? Did Marya betray Marcello?

Maybe this wasn’t how things were supposed to go. Maybe Marya wants to ruin Marcello’s grand plan, whatever the fuck that is, to get the upper hand.

My chest shakes with rage, and I slam my fist against the wall next to Aurora’s face. She closes her eyes for a moment, cowering in fear.

I hate seeing her like this. I hate myself. For not seeing any of this sooner. For not realizing that no one would truly want to be with me if it wasn’t for ulterior motives.

Aurora just seems so pure, so innocent, but she’s not.

She’s just fucking not.

“Tell me!” I demand.

I’m not going to hurt her. No matter what she says, I know I’m not going to hurt her. I can’t. But she doesn’t know that, and I just want the truth, even if it’s something I don’t want to hear.

Only a few minutes ago, my life was finally on a good path. A path full of hope and light.

Now the night has fallen, and my life seems like a wasteland. It’s the kind of darkness I don’t know how I’ll be able to get out of.

CHAPTER23

Aurora

My heart pounds loudlyin my chest, my whole body shuddering. Luca slams his fist against the wall once again, making me jump. Tears sting the corners of my eyes.

This is all my fault. I shouldn’t have lied to him and assumed he was never going to find out. I should’ve found a different way to keep myself and my baby safe.

Now when I look into Luca’s eyes, all I see is darkness and rage. Pure, wild rage. His nostrils flare, his face so close to mine that I can feel his breath tickling me.

What am I going to do now? He’s going to kill me. How could I have been so stupid? Hate is a very powerful emotion. Why did I fool myself into thinking that love could defeat it?

After every sunny day, the night falls eventually. Nothing lasts forever, and my happiness was very brief.

Maybe this is my punishment. My punishment for not doing what I was supposed to. For breaking the rules of the world I was born into. If I’d been a good, little mafia princess, I wouldn’t be here.

“Speak!” Luca’s hand curls around my neck, with enough pressure that I gasp for breath.

Maybe I don’t deserve to be happy, or even alive, but my baby does.

“Luca, please,” I choke out. “The baby...”

His grip on my neck eases a little, but he still bares his teeth at me, his eyes flashing with raw anger. “What fucking game are you playing?”

“I’m not. I didn’t know. I swear I didn’t know who you were.”

“Do you really think I’m going to believe that after all the fucking lies you told me?”

“I lied to you because... Well, the first time, because I couldn’t let anyone know who I was. The second time... because of how you’re looking at me right now.”

“So then what? What are you saying? Your father let you go to a club in my city and you just happened to hook up with me?”

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