**Stefano’s POV**"How is your mother, Stefano?" Raffaele’s voice was smooth, quiet, but dangerous. "Is it Claudia… or should I say Cecilia?"The world seemed to tilt; my grip on the gun didn't waver as years of training kept my hand steady, but inside, my heart felt like it was being squeezed by a cold, iron hand. He knew about Cecilia and the twins."Why don’t we choose?" he continued, pacing the length of the room, his eyes dancing with excitement that made him look truly insane. "If you don’t want me to kill Elena, do you want me to go after your sweet mother and her two babies instead? I hear they’re charming. Imagine that, Stefano. More siblings for us to share.""Raffaele!" I growled through clenched teeth. My finger itched to pull the trigger, to silence that mocking voice forever.His smile only widened. He was enjoying the sight of me breaking. He could see the cracks in my armor, and he was shoving a knife into each one. He turned to Lucia, who was trembling so hard her te
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