He knew. The bastard knew my kids were Lorenzo's, and that was a huge problem, a life-threatening problem.I swallowed hard, the lump in my throat felt like a jagged stone, as I stood before Lorenzo's ostentatious mansion.Cael had freed me from that hellhole under one sickening impossible condition: I betray Lorenzo.The thought alone tasted like bile.I hated Lorenzo. That was what I was supposed to feel, right? Justification for all what he had done. But fuck, that was a lie. I did love him, all those years even though I hid away from him, I still loved him and sometimes- I even yearned for him. I loved him in a twisted, complicated way one could love a beautiful, dangerous storm meant to destroy.But I was terrified of him too. That cold, calculating look he had that could freeze hell over, his threats, his damn will to always keep to his words! More than that, he was the father of my children, those innocent little souls I swore to protect. How could I possibly harm him? He was
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