The billionaire's secret son

Antonela BianchiAntonella Bianchi sat on a small stool at the counter of the most popular bar in town. In one gulp, she ordered a glass of brandy and drank it all. She wasn't concerned about still being dressed in her wedding gown, or about the city making her the major topic of conversation.Not only that, but she ordered another round to push away the thoughts of that day. Antonella had accepted an arranged marriage with a man whose name she only knew. Although she didn’t know his background, she was excited. Benjamim was a wealthy man who would offer her a good future, and she eagerly anticipated the marriage, only to end up frustrated.The church was packed, and the loud music filled the room, masking the inner turmoil Antonella felt when she received the news that the groom would no longer be there. At twenty-two years old, she saw her dreams of building a family and having children reduced to nothing. She left the church, and instead of locking herself in a room, she went to th

“We need to get out of here!” Antonella crawled out of her crouch, grabbing Dominique’s hand, and headed for the fire escape.“What are you doing, friend?” She stopped Antonella in mid-stride, looking into her frightened eyes. “You have a job interview.”“I can’t work here,” she said, and when she felt like her heart was going to explode, she stopped, leaning against the wall behind her and sliding her body down the steps. “I know my father will want to kill me when he finds out I didn’t do the interview, but I can’t work for Benjamin. For the man who abandoned me at the altar and then, pretending he didn’t know me, took me to bed.”“You’re not that innocent, Antonella.” Dominique crouched down and, sensing her friend’s despair, tried to be sympathetic. “But he’s a Greek god. Who could resist such beauty?”Her eyes narrowed in disapproval at Dominique’s comment. She realized that, deep down, she was only trying to help. But in this case, there wasn’t much he could do. Had Benjamin don

“There’s a customer waiting for more than twenty minutes.” Claus, the diner owner, gritted his teeth at Antonella. He was always in a bad mood. “If you would rather not get fired, hurry.”Antonella felt a chill run down her spine just imagining losing that job.Three years had already passed, and she remembered when she arrived in that town with just a small bag on her back and a child growing in her womb. The future that awaited her was not promising, but she got the job. Claus believed Antonella was the perfect waitress he needed, young, beautiful, and attractive, and these qualities would attract many customers to his establishment.In a way, he was right, but Antonella’s beauty also caused her many headaches. Men began to compete for the attention of the beautiful redhead, and the fights became more frequent. When Claus found out that Antonella was pregnant, he considered firing her immediately, but she promptly promised that she would work until she couldn’t anymore, and that’s w

Antonella waited impatiently for Dominique to come and pick her up. In a safe place where no one from her family could see her, she cried. Francesca was gone without ever knowing she had a grandson. Enrico would never forgive her for leaving, and now Alessia was engaged to the father of her child. When she thought about these things, working for Claus seemed like paradise compared to the hell of that town.She watched as Dominique parked the car, the engine still running. She silently got into the vehicle, noticing that Adam wasn’t with her. Antonella’s heart froze in her chest.“Don’t worry, Adam is safe,” Dominique said, though Antonella still didn’t calm down. “He’s with my mother. She’s elderly, but her mind is still sharp.”Antonella sighed in relief but remained silent, as if she didn’t know what to say about everything that had happened that day. At that moment, Dominique knew something was wrong. She knew her best friend well, even though they had gone a long time without spea

“An entire day spent walking around the city wasn’t enough for Antonella to find a job. She handed out resumes and talked to the store owners, but the doors closed soon after.She tried to understand why it seemed so difficult to get a job in that city, but she found no answers. Antonella was too tired to think, and hunger made her irritable. She called Dominique, asking her to come pick her up. Although Dominique wanted to know everything that had happened on that chaotic day, Antonella didn’t say a word until she finally got into the car.‘How is Adam?’ The question, although normal for a mother, made Dominique a little uneasy.‘He’s great!’ She glanced at her before starting the car and pulling away. ‘Please tell me you have good news.’‘I don’t have good news,’ she said, biting her lips in frustration. ‘Every door in this city seems closed to me. My feet are full of blisters from walking so much and not finding a single opportunity.’Dominique found that very strange. After all, A