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Chapter 6

Author: Miss Smoke
The hospital director faltered, voice low, shaky. "Please hold, Don. I'll check for you."

As the line went silent, Vincent's mind wouldn't stop racing.

In his last life, he'd woken from an explosion meant for him. His mother, eyes swollen red, told him the girl's father had shoved him out of the way, taken the blast, and slipped into a coma. From then on, that girl was family. His to protect.

He remembered her stubborn smile, her tear-rimmed eyes. That's when his ice-cold heart cracked.

At first, it was duty.

She hated the mafia mess, so he taught her how to survive it.

The first time bullets rained down, he threw himself over her, whispering not to be scared.

As she grew, she glowed in a way his dark world didn't deserve. He started to panic—what if another man saw it? What if she walked away?

That's when he knew. He didn't just want to guard her.

He wanted the grandest wedding, wanted her chained to his side for life.

Wanted her to be his, only his.

On their wedding day, h
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    The hospital director faltered, voice low, shaky. "Please hold, Don. I'll check for you."As the line went silent, Vincent's mind wouldn't stop racing.In his last life, he'd woken from an explosion meant for him. His mother, eyes swollen red, told him the girl's father had shoved him out of the way, taken the blast, and slipped into a coma. From then on, that girl was family. His to protect.He remembered her stubborn smile, her tear-rimmed eyes. That's when his ice-cold heart cracked.At first, it was duty.She hated the mafia mess, so he taught her how to survive it.The first time bullets rained down, he threw himself over her, whispering not to be scared.As she grew, she glowed in a way his dark world didn't deserve. He started to panic—what if another man saw it? What if she walked away?That's when he knew. He didn't just want to guard her.He wanted the grandest wedding, wanted her chained to his side for life.Wanted her to be his, only his.On their wedding day, h

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    Lucy's face cracked for just a second—then the tears came fast. She fumbled out her phone, sobbing."Avila DID give birth yesterday. The baby's been in the nursery. I knew she'd try to frame me, so I had the doctor record proof."She shoved the phone at him. The screen showed a grainy clip of a baby—clearly a month old, the lie so sloppy it was laughable.But Vincent barely glanced before his face hardened with belief."You lied to me!" His growl filled the room. "You faked labor, faked the blood—just to guilt me? Pathetic. How low can you sink? You really thought I'd fall for this again? Dream on."His boot slammed into my stomach.A scream ripped out of me, raw, animal. My body turned cold, stiff, slipping further from me with every breath.I couldn't even beg anymore. Just curled in on myself, shivering in a pool of blood.Vincent stripped off his stained jacket, guilt flickering as he turned to Lucy."Sorry, Lucy. You shouldn't have to smell this filth. I'll finish it now.

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