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Elara Michael returned home to his wife and children, back to the life he had built long before he ever knew our family existed. He promised to stay in touch as he loaded his bags into the car, and he promised to come back and visit again once things settled. I believed him completely. "Are you doing okay?" Alexander asked, once Michael's car had disappeared down the road. "I'm fine," I said, though the words felt hollow even as I spoke them. "Elara, you are not fine, and there's no reason to pretend otherwise with me." "Alexander, please." "It's okay if you're not fine right now," he said gently. "You don't need to hide that from me." I remained silent for a moment, letting his words settle before I finally allowed myself to speak honestly. "I have a son," I said. "A son I never knew existed, a son I apparently gave up without any memory of doing so." I looked up at him, searching his face for some kind of answer. "How am I supposed to process something like that?" "You don
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Alexander Understanding what had just happened took me far longer than I expected, even after everything Elara and I had already survived together. Elara had a son, a son she had never known existed, a child she had given up for adoption years before we ever met each other. "Elara," I said. "How exactly did this happen?" "I don't know, Alexander. I honestly don't remember any of it clearly." "Elara, please try to help me understand." "I was young," she said, her voice trembling as she spoke. "I was foolish, and I was terrified of everything happening to me at the time." She looked at me with tears still gathered in her eyes. "I didn't know, Alexander. I swear to you, I truly didn't know." I remained quiet for a long moment, letting everything she had said settle fully before responding. "Elara," I finally said. "It's okay." "Alexander, please don't say that just to comfort me." "It's okay," I repeated, meaning every word of it. "Whatever happened to you back then, whatever ci
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Elara Staring at the man standing on our porch left me completely unable to process what I was seeing. He appeared to be around twenty-five years old, tall and dark-haired, with grey eyes that felt unsettlingly familiar the longer I looked at him. They were my eyes. "Michael?" I said slowly. "But my son's name is—" "Michael. The same as you're thinking of," he said. "That's not a coincidence." "Who exactly are you?" I asked, my voice barely steady. "My name is Michael White," he said. "I believe I'm your son." I could not find any words to respond with right away. Alexander stood beside me, his hand settling firmly on my shoulder as though he sensed I might need the support. "Elara," he said quietly. "Who is this man?" "I honestly don't know," I said. "Elara, please tell me what's happening." "Alexander, I truly don't know who he is." The young man stepped forward slightly, his expression calm despite the tension radiating between all three of us. "My name is Michael Whit
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Alexander David disappeared completely within a matter of days. I helped arrange every detail of his departure, and Elara worked alongside me through each step of the process. We got him out of the country quietly, secured him a legitimate new identity, and helped him settle into a life far removed from everything connected to our family or the Commission. Once everything was in place, we informed Enzo that David had died, providing enough carefully constructed evidence to support the claim. Enzo was furious the moment he learned the truth. "Alexander," he said, his voice sharp with anger over the phone. "You betrayed me." "I didn't betray anyone, Enzo." "You lied to me directly. You told me your son was dead." "I protected my family," I said firmly. "That is exactly what any father would have done in my position." "Alexander, this arrangement cannot continue if you keep operating this way." "Enzo, I am finished with all of this. I am done with the Commission, done with the e
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Elara Visiting David in prison was not something I had ever imagined myself doing again, but I could not think of any other person who might understand exactly what was at stake for our family. He sat across from me in the visitation room, looking thinner and more worn down than I remembered, his eyes carrying a hollow weight that spoke of everything he had lost since his last arrest. "Elara," he said, clearly surprised to see me sitting across the table. "I didn't expect a visit from you." "David, I need your help with something important." "My help? That's an interesting request coming from you, of all people." "The Commission wants Alexander to kill you," I said, watching his reaction closely. David laughed at that, a hollow and bitter sound that carried no real humor behind it. "Of course they do. They want him to prove his loyalty by spilling his own blood, in the most literal sense possible." "Yes, exactly that." "And you came all this way to warn me about it?" "I came
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Alexander Killing someone was the only way to finally close this chapter of our lives. The Commission wanted proof of my loyalty, proof that I remained a legitimate Don despite everything I had done to walk away from that title. They wanted proof that I still belonged among them, and the only proof they were willing to accept came in the form of blood spilled on their terms. "Who do they want you to kill?" Elara asked, her voice tight with worry. "I don't know yet," I admitted. "The Commission hasn't given me a name. They said they would contact me once they had decided." "Alexander, this is insane." "I am not going to do it, Elara. Whatever name they give me, I refuse to follow through with this." "Then what exactly are you planning to do instead?" "I am not going to kill anyone simply because the Commission demands it," I said. "I refuse to become their puppet after everything we fought to leave behind." "Then what will you do, Alexander?" I looked at her, trying to sound
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Alexander The room was dark. I knelt on the floor with my hands tied behind my back. My chest was soaked — not from the bullet wound this time, but from the beating Vincent's men had given me the moment I walked through the gate. ‘No weapons. No backup.’ ‘Just me, on my knees, bleeding twice ov
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ALEXANDER David stood there with a smug grin that made my blood simmer as he looked at Elara like she was a new car he had just bought with my money. He had no idea that the woman standing next to him had already been claimed. Not by a ring, but by the memory of my hands on her skin. I kept my
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ELARA Four days. It had been four days since the club. Four days since I let a stranger touch me in ways David never had. I felt guilty, yes. But I also felt alive. My skin still tingled when I thought about the man’s hands. Rough, scarred, possessive. He hadn't treated me like a mannequin. He h
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ALEXANDER The club was quiet. That was the only reason I tolerated The Sanctum. It wasn't like the chaotic gambling floors of my casinos or the loud, desperate energy of the Strip. It was dark, smelled of leather and people knew better than to speak to me. I sat in the private suite, swirling a g
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