INICIAR SESIÓNLorenzo BianchiI had a terrible night's rest, nowhere near what I needed to recharge my energy.My entire body felt stiff, gripped by intense tension as my mind obsessively dwelled on this potential arranged marriage.The thought of Antonella's pregnancy being confirmed and the drastic changes this whole situation would cause in my life suffocated me.I was never a man given to sentimental feelings or serious relationships with any woman who crossed my path.Ever since the only woman I truly loved walked away to pursue her own dreams, I changed completely.I lost all patience and desire for romance, choosing from that tragic day onward to engage only in casual encounters and pure passion.Now, I was locked in my executive office, attempting to push through my usual crushing routine.A mountain of financial reports waited for meticulous review, alongside a full schedule of back-to-back business meetings.I pressed the intercom button firmly on my rosewood desk, my jaw set tight as I w
Lorenzo BianchiSitting at that narrow counter, I listened to the soft voice of this striking woman who clearly carried deep pain.There was a quiet sorrow in Diana's eyes that, for some reason, began to get under my skin.How could any man be foolish enough to abandon a woman possessing such beauty and magnetic pull?Despite her melancholy, something about her drew me in—perhaps a fierce instinct to protect her.I knew that feeling of helplessness all too well. For a long stretch of my life, I had known that same isolation."You can't just let him off the hook when it's his legal and moral duty, Diana," I stated, my voice firm."This man needs to step up for this child, and you have an obligation to tell him the truth," I added, locking eyes with her.I immediately noticed her tense up at the direction of the conversation, her shoulders shifting beneath her oversized sweatshirt.Seeing her discomfort, I realized I was crossing line, prying into personal matters that were none of my b
Diana CrossI felt immensely uncomfortable and intimidated by Lorenzo's overwhelming physical presence inside my tiny apartment.From what I had observed on the executive floor, he was a man accustomed to extravagant luxury.I used to enjoy that same lifestyle, but I had to renounce everything to secure my peace and preserve my dignity.Thinking about that painful sacrifice reminded me that this unexpected pregnancy would force me into a whole new battle.The most terrifying reality was knowing that he—my arrogant boss—was the biological father of this child.Worse still: I could never, under any circumstances, reveal this truth if I wanted to protect my baby.How would I keep this secret while working so close to him every single day at Valmont & Co.?All I could do now was pray that he never suspected I was the woman from that wild night at the ball."I admit I feel uncomfortable not paying my medical expenses, Mr. Bianchi, but I deeply appreciate your concern," I swallowed hard.I
Lorenzo BianchiShortly after Antonella's hurried departure, I was left alone in the vastness of my penthouse, reflecting on the events of this tense and eye-opening day.As I walked over to the private bar to pour a stiff shot of whiskey to unwind, the sharp chime of the doorbell echoed through the room.I immediately assumed it was the delivery from the French restaurant I had ordered minutes earlier.I opened the door to a young delivery driver holding heavy insulated bags, exuding the aroma of fine dining.I thanked him, took the packages, and wondered what on earth I was going to do with so much food, given that my own appetite was completely shot after so much stress.Glancing at the time on my watch, I realized there was still enough time left in the day to end it on a good note.In truth, my real motivation was far from charitable, but I needed to maintain the mental guise of a Good Samaritan to keep from losing my mind.I had to face my reality: I was bound to marry out of ob
Antonella RussoI left Lorenzo's luxurious penthouse with a mission that felt nearly impossible, but one I would do anything to accomplish.I had to, at all costs, keep him believing the lie that I was the masked woman he spent that night with at the ball.I recalled the moment his driver, attempting to ease the mood, asked me to be patient with his boss.The employee mentioned that Lorenzo had been extremely tense lately, obsessed with finding a mysterious woman he met at the event.Hearing that from the backseat of the car, a blind, overwhelming rage consumed me.I had spent the past few days anxiously waiting for him to ask me out after that disaster at his parents' dinner.I believed he would come crawling back, ready to reconsider his stance and propose to me as planned.Instead, nothing went according to my flawless vision.Rather than focusing on me, he attended that ball alone and met someone who captivated him in a dark, unhealthy way."Now I have a golden opportunity to pose
Diana CrossWhat a day, my God! What a chaotic day!How could life pull the rug out from under me so cruelly once again?Wasn't it enough that I had already lost everything I owned?That I had to abandon my home, give up my career, and watch the family I built with so much love crumble to pieces?From the bottom of my heart, I truly believed I had already endured all the suffering and worst challenges fate had in store for me.Yet here I am, completely alone, helpless, and vulnerable in this massive city.I am pregnant by a powerful man who doesn't even know who I really am, let alone that I'm carrying a child from that night.I cannot tell him the truth under any circumstances. If I open my mouth, I'll be fired from Valmont & Co. on the spot.Worse than losing my job, my ultimate terror is being forced by him to terminate the pregnancy or hand my baby over to him.The Bianchis are absurdly wealthy, influential, and ruthless figures at the top of the corporate world.They would never







