Richard POV The air in the room grew thick and suffocating. I knew this question was going to put him on edge, but this was reality. Everything would come to light one day. For a moment, raw panic broke across Luciano’s face. He turned pale, looking like a man who had just seen a ghost. His eyes dilated, but the vulnerability was instantly swallowed by pure rage. “Can we not talk about this now?” he muttered, rubbing his temples. A muscle ticked violently in his jaw as he fought to hold onto his remaining composure. “Luciano, you can’t keep running from conversations like this,” I countered gently. “You’re still going to have to face it later.” He stood up abruptly and pointed to the door. “Leave,” he snapped, his voice dropping to a dangerous tone. “Calm down, Luciano.” I reached out to touch his shoulder, but he violently shoved my hand aside. “Get out,” he snarled, gripping the edge of the desk so tightly his knuckles turned bloodless white. “Luciano, I only asked
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