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Chapter 85 - Bloodlines And Bullets

Penulis: Ms.O The Writer
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-19 13:49:12

The moment Gianna and Lorenzo stepped off the jet with their daughter in Gianna’s arms, Berlin felt different.

Talana hadn’t expected her. No one had. Orders had been clear, Gianna and the baby were to remain in Italy, under guard, far from De Marco’s reach. But the stubborn fire in Gianna’s blood had always mirrored Talana’s own.

“She insisted,” Lorenzo said, carrying two heavy duffels, his eyes never leaving the perimeter. “Said she didn’t want the baby growing up thinking we waited this out from a villa.”

Talana stood at the edge of the hangar, eyes sweeping over the tiny bundle cradled against Gianna’s chest. The little girl was swaddled in a pale pink blanket, her head resting beneath her mother’s chin, utterly untouched by the violence that buzzed beneath every breath of this city.

Gianna walked straight to Talana and offered no apology, just emotion. “I needed you to meet her,” she said softly.

Talana stared at the baby, then slowly reached out. “She’s perfect,” she whispered,
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