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CHAPTER SIXTY THREE

Author: Iris Brown
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-12 22:56:23

Achilles POV

I stood in front of Rafael Russo, making sure he cannot see Lyla again.

“Draghi,” he snarled in his thick accent. “Mr. Russo,” I replied back, “what a pleasant surprise meeting you here. I wasn't aware you were close to any government officials.”

My blood boiled underneath my suit. This silver haired man was not dead only because he was her father. “Return her.”

.”Return who?”

He hissed. “My daughter.”

“No no, and why should we do that?”

Rafael looked too much like her, same haunting green eyes. “She is mine. I gave birth to her.”

“You do not think a young lady should have her own agency? I am pretty sure Lyla has made it clear she wants to be with us.”

“You know,” he interrupted me, “when Donovan told me he saw her with you. I couldn't believe it. I trained my daughter well. No way she would be sucking worthless Italian cock.”

“Careful there,” I smiled at the guests that last us. “You do not want to insult me.”

“You stole her from me.”

“I believe the correct term for tha
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