Se connecterDANTE“Dante.” I looked down at her hand then back at her. “Be careful.” The words were barely louder than a whisper.“I will.”She didn’t let go immediately, almost as if her hand alone could stop me from walking through those doors, eventually, her fingers loosened then I leaned down and kissed her forehead.“I’ll be back.”Enzo stepped beside us. “I’ll keep an eye on her.”“I know you will.”My gaze shifted to Raphael. “If anything feels off…”“We move,” he replied and I nodded. Henry placed a hand on my shoulder. “Don’t let them get inside your head.”I gave him a small nod. “I won’t.”Then I turned and headed toward the entrance alone, the lobby smelled faintly of polished wood and fresh coffee as I walked in and the marble floor reflected the overhead lights so perfectly it almost looked wet and everything about the place screamed money.The receptionist looked up with a practiced smile. “Good morning.”“I’m here to see Mr. Bellini’s attorney.”She checked her screen before nod
DANTEThe lawyer didn’t waste time. “You have one hour, Mr. Reyes.” His voice remained calm and practiced. “If you wish to discuss Miss June’s mother, I suggest you arrive within that time.”Every muscle in my shoulders tightened knowing that they were giving me a deadline that was just enough to make me feel rushed but also enough to stop me from thinking clearly.I looked through the window without really seeing anything. “Where?”“I’ll send the address.” A pause followed then he spoke up again, “one more thing.” I already knew I wasn’t going to like whatever came next. “You are to come alone.”The trap has finally introduced itself. My jaw locked because there was no explanation of reason, just an instruction as though they actually expected me to walk blindly into whatever game Angelo had planned.“I’ll consider it.”The lawyer didn’t argue. “I’ll be expecting you.”The line went dead and a second later my phone vibrated with a message that contained the address but I didn’t even
DANTENobody agreed and then I went ahead to serve Henry first, then Raphael then Enzo, lastly, I prepared another plate, this one smaller with less bacon and more fruit, exactly the way June liked it.My eyes drifted toward the staircase but Enzo’s voice pulled me back, I turned to see that he had already finished one slice of toast.“Boss, you eating?”“I will.”“When?”I picked up June’s plate. “Later.”He looked from me to the staircase then understanding settled across his face. “Oh.”He didn’t joke, tease or complain and without another word, I turned toward the stairs.The plate felt surprisingly heavy in my hands because I already knew convincing June to eat was going to be harder than making breakfast had been and I would rather negotiate with Enzo over bacon for the rest of my life than watch the woman I loved slowly forget to take care of herself.I climbed the stairs quietly, balancing the tray carefully, the hallway was silent and when I got to the bedroom door, I paused
DANTEThat one was easy, I didn’t even have to think before responding. “It’s happening no matter what,” I answered immediately.He studied me carefully. “As if yesterday never happened?”I shook my head. “It happened and I’m not pretending otherwise but yesterday changes nothing between June and me.”Silence settled between us again then quietly Henry asked, “do you really think she’s pregnant?”I knew exactly who he meant so I exhaled slowly. “Knowing my father…” A humourless laugh escaped me. “…it’s entirely possible, even at her age.”Henry closed his eyes briefly and when he opened them again, they looked even more tired.The peaceful silence lasted less than thirty seconds before footsteps thundered down the hallway fast and heavy, then…“My stomach is eating itself!” Enzo burst into the kitchen holding his tummy dramatically. “Is there food?”I didn’t even bother looking at him, I let out a sigh then replied, “you have two hands, make your own.”He gasped as though I had insult
DANTESleep should have come after everything that happened, but it remained just beyond reach. I lay on my back, staring into the darkness above me while June slept against my chest.At some point during the night she had cried herself empty, exhaustion finally dragging her under. Even now that she was asleep, her fingers remained curled around the front of my shirt as though letting go meant everything would disappear.I brushed my thumb over the back of her hand but she didn’t stir which was good because she needed one moment where her mind wasn’t drowning in questions but mine wasn’t nearly as fortunate.Everything surrounding her mother was still suspicious and there were a lot of things that didn’t add up but I couldn’t quite place my fingers on it. Raphael’s voice replayed over and over inside my head. “She was never hiding.”The words refused to leave me alone and my jaw tightened because if Layla—Janice—whatever name she answered to now—hadn’t spent fourteen years hiding or
JUNE“Our family photos.” I answered, turning the photo album in my hand for him to look at.His eyes wandered over the pages and one picture caught his attention almost immediately and I couldn’t help smiling despite everything because it showed me at about six years old with mud covering nearly every inch of my body while Mum tried—and failed—to stop laughing.Dante chuckled softly then pointed at tiny me. “You look like you were impossible,” Dante let out. “You just have been a handful.”I gasped dramatically. “I was not.”My father barked out a laugh. “Oh…” He leaned back in his chair. “You have absolutely no idea.”Dante raised an eyebrow. “Really?”My father nodded without hesitation. “She once insisted she could climb the tallest tree in the neighborhood because she’d seen a squirrel do it.”Heat flooded my cheeks and I groaned, covering my face. “Dad…”“You told the firefighters they were embarrassing you.”Dante laughed louder this time. “I would’ve paid money to see that.”“
DANTE“Send me everything you can find out on what Angelo has been up to lately. I want to know what that fucker plans to do next before he does it.” I whispered to Enzo as he took a seat next to me.He nodded, pouring himself a drink and I lifted a brow.“Are you…”“Listening? Of course, I am boss
JUNEWhen I returned home, my father didn’t say I told you so and that alone nearly broke me again. The moment I stepped through the gates with my suitcase in hand, he walked toward me without hesitation and pulled me into his arms.I cried like something inside me had finally shattered beyond repa
JUNEI pushed the front door open slowly and stepped inside the house that had once felt like the safest place in the world. Now it felt unfamiliar and cold, like I was walking through a stranger’s life.The silence pressed against my ears as I dropped my bag beside the couch and stood there starin
JUNEFate had to be mocking me. There was no other explanation for this kind of cruelty.My father had warned me from the very beginning, and somehow that made everything hurt worse.I gripped the steering wheel so tightly my fingers ached while tears blurred the road ahead of me.I could still hea







