Elena’s POVI stood at the center of the busy airport with my eyes scanning the crowd as people hustled past me, dragging luggage, and talking loudly. “Mom,” A small hand tugged at me and called softly, pointing at one of the large TV screens hanging above the baggage claim.He looked up at me with those big, serious eyes. I followed his gaze, and froze.Dominic West!The name appeared, and the man on the screen, looked confident, commanding, and unshakable.“Mom,” Lucas whispered again. “I want to be like him, strong, smart, and brave.” He added. “You’ll be your own kind of strong, Lucas. Promise me that.”I swallowed hard, forcing a calm smile. He nodded, satisfied, then turned back to the conveyor belt as our luggage appeared.Five years!Five long years away. I had built a life for us, a safe, and quiet life. I had worked, studied, invested, and made sure Lucas would never want for anything. The ten million dollars I got from the stranger that night had gone into a trust for Lu
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