The sun had just risen over the Rossi estate, casting a golden glow across the sprawling gardens. Birds chirped lazily, and the faint hum of the city below was almost peaceful.Inside the main villa, Mateo sat on the floor with building blocks, trying to stack them as high as he could. “Higher! Higher!” he demanded, eyes sparkling.Elena laughed softly, kneeling beside him. “Careful, baby. Don’t knock it over before it’s finished.”“I won’t, Mommy!” Mateo insisted, puffing out his little chest.Adrian entered quietly, holding a cup of coffee. He watched them for a moment, a faint smile tugging at his lips. Then he stepped closer, leaning down to ruffle Mateo’s hair.“Let me help you, little man,” he said.Mateo squealed, giggling. “Daddy!” and crawled into his arms, nearly knocking over a half-built tower.Elena watched them, feeling warmth wash over her. Two years had changed everything. Not just the empire, but them her, Adrian, Mateo. They had survived betrayal, wars, near death ex
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