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Mafia Boss's stolen sperm CHAPTER 68
ALEXANDRA The woman appeared on a Tuesday.I was pushing Ella in her stroller along the lake path, the afternoon sun warm on our faces. Ella was awake, watching the trees move overhead, her tiny hands waving at nothing.I saw her from a distance. A woman my age, maybe a little older, sitting on a folding stool with an easel in front of her. She was painting. The lake. The same lake I saw every day, but different through her eyes.I slowed the stroller as I approached. Not to stare. Just to feel close to something I had once loved.She looked up as I passed. Smiled. "Beautiful day for a walk," she said."It is. Your painting is beautiful."She glanced at her canvas. "It's a start. The light keeps changing. I keep chasing it.""That's the hard part. The light never stays."She tilted her head. "You paint?""Used to. A long time ago.""What stopped you?"I looked down at Ella. She had fallen asleep, her face peaceful, her tiny mouth open. "Life," I said. "Just… life."The woman nodded.
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The signing took three hours.Document after document. Transfer after transfer. My signature on pages that stripped away everything my father had built and everything I had maintained.By the end, my hand ached. My head ached. But something else, something deeper felt lighter.Harper approached me as the others filed out. "The trafficking of donations. You're sure you want them anonymous?""Yes.""Even anonymously, the scale will be noticed. Someone will ask where the money came from.""Let them ask. Without proof, it's just speculation. And speculation doesn't hurt a legitimate business."He studied me. "You've thought of everything.""I've tried."He nodded, then hesitated. "I lost a niece to trafficking. Ten years ago. She was seventeen. Ran away from home, fell in with the wrong people. We never found her."I said nothing. There was nothing to say."When I saw the donation list," he continued, "the organizations you're supporting—one of them is the group that never stopped looking
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LIAM The next morning, I woke early.Alexandra was still asleep. Ella's monitor was quiet. I slipped out and went to the porch.The folder was there, damp with dew. I picked it up. Held it.Twenty-four days left.I opened it. Read the lab report again. The date. The doctor's name. Two years ago. Another life.I closed it and walked to the lake's edge. The water was still. A heron stood in the shallows.I thought about Sophia. What she had tried to do. She had wanted to control me. To bind me with a child. Leverage. Insurance.She had failed.I had found Alexandra. Built a family. Discovered love that didn't need leverage.And now this piece of me she had stolen was in my hands. A choice, not a chain.I looked at the folder. Then at the lake. "I win," I said aloud.I walked back to the house. Made coffee. Started breakfast.When Alexandra came down with Ella, I was at the stove."Morning," she said."Morning." I flipped a pancake."I've been thinking about the sample." She settled El
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ALEXANDRA The days after the lawyer's visit were strange.Not bad. Not heavy. Just strange. Like walking through a house where someone had moved the furniture. Everything looked the same, but everything felt different.Liam carried the folder everywhere. Not open, he never looked at it. But it was always near. On his desk. On the kitchen counter. On the nightstand while he slept. A presence. A question mark.He didn't talk about it. Not directly. But I saw him watching Ella differently. Studying her face. Her hands. The way she moved. Looking for something he couldn't name.I let him have his silence. Some things need space to breathe.On the fifth night, after Ella's last feeding, I found him on the porch.The lake was dark, the stars bright overhead. He sat on the swing, the folder beside him, a glass of whiskey untouched in his hand. He wasn't drinking it. Just holding it. Staring at the water.I sat beside him. "Twenty-five days left." "Yes.""You've been quiet.""I've been thi
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He closed his eyes. When he opened them, they were wet."I feel violated," he said. "She took something from me. I stole it while I couldn't fight back. And now it's out there, waiting, and I have to decide what happens to it."I waited."I feel afraid that if I destroy it, I'll regret it someday. That you'll want another child and I won't be able to give you one. That Ella will grow up and we'll be alone and I'll wonder about the family we could have had."I waited."I feel afraid that if I keep it, it'll always be there. A reminder of her. Of what she did. Every time I look at it, I'll see her face.""You're not her.""I know that. Here." He touched his chest. "But the memory lives here." He touched his head. "It doesn't listen to logic."I pulled him close. Held him. The man who had faced down armies, who had destroyed empires, who had walked into certain death without flinching afraid of a freezer. Afraid of a memory."We don't have to decide today," I said. "We have thirty days.
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LIAM The man arrived on a Tuesday.He came in a rental car, alone, dressed in a suit that had been expensive five years ago. His name was Harold Finch. He was a lawyer representing the bankruptcy estate of New Horizons Fertility Clinic.I met him at the gate. Protocol demanded it. Jensen's men had scanned his car, his phone, his briefcase. He was clean. Just a man with a folder and a job to do.We sat on the porch. The lake glittered in the morning light. Inside, Alexandra was feeding Ella, unaware of our visitor. I wanted to keep it that way until I understood what he carried."Mr. Thorne," Finch began. He placed a thin folder on the table between us. "I represent the creditors of New Horizons. As you may know, the clinic filed for bankruptcy eight months ago following the revelations about their practices."I knew. Marcos had briefed me when the story broke. Dozens of families. Stolen embryos. Swapped samples. Children born to the wrong parents."I'm aware.""The bankruptcy proceed
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ALEXANDRA'S POVThe strength lasted until the door of my room clicked shut behind me. Then it vanished. The quiet hum of the cliff house, once a sound of security, now felt like the hum of a machine that had processed my life and found it fraudulent. The resolve I'd shown Liam, the cold clarity—
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ALEXANDRA’S POV The silence after the truth was a physical thing. It sat in the room with us, heavy as stone. The facts were laid out. I knew who I was. Alexandra Wright. Daughter of Daniel and Giovanna. Stolen child. Living trophy. Knowing it and feeling it were two different things. My mind fe
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ALEXANDRA'S POV The air in the cliff house was thick and still. We had followed one ghost-the fake vial-to another ghost-the old fire. Now we stood at the edge of a terrible past. The word "legacy" hung between Liam and me. It sounded simple. But it was poison. Liam stood at the console, his fac
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ALEXANDRA'S POV The silence after the truth was solid, suffocating. It filled the vast space of the cliff house, pressing against the armored glass. It was the silence of a world re-forming itself along a terrible new crack. My mind was a shattered mirror. Each shard reflected a different lie: th
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