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Chapter 24: He has a kid?

Author: Athena Enchanted
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-23 15:58:08

Her response is instant and confident. “Nope, I'm not a runner, but if I were, it'd be useless to run because you'd find me.” She laughs. If not me, then my family, they're not as good at hiding as me.” She jokes, but she's right again. I would always find her, more so now that I've touched her. I'll not let her go.

“You’re staring, Enzo,” she murmurs.

“I’m just thinking,” I tell her, leaving out the part where in my thoughts, I've forbidden her from existing without me.

“You’re slightly scary when you’re quiet,” she nearly whispers.

I gape at her. “I’m always quiet.”

She hesitates for a moment before she speaks. “Not with me.”

That knocks the breath out of me, she's right yet again. “Rumors, I'm far from quiet.” Nobody outside Alessio would agree with me being chatty, and in less than two weeks, she's become the second person I'm invariably talking to.

“You know, I’m surprised you didn’t go back to your office,” she says. “You are a workaholic or is that a false rumor
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