LucianoI sat at the head of the long dining table, cold and silent. The food in front of me had gone cold and untouched. I had waited all evening for Aria to speak the truth about the red book and her real identity, but she said nothing. Her silence felt like a knife twisting in my chest.Then dinner came and I did something to spite Aria. Earlier, I had told everyone that we would be having an intimate family dinner and everyone had to be present, but I didn’t tell anyone that someone not part of the family was joining us. Somebody she despised to see.I had invited Elena tonight on purpose, to remind Aria that she was not the only woman in my world. Dinner came, Isabella sat on my right, looking elegant as always. Elena sat on my left, wearing a tight red dress that left little to the imagination. Aria sat further down the table, her eyes fixed on her plate, trying hard to reveal no emotions.The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife.I finally spoke, my voic
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