Mafia Boss's stolen sperm
Her warmth seeped into me, chasing away the last chill of the evening.
"Hello, my love," I whispered. "I have a story to tell you. About a woman who was never my sister. About how I finally stopped looking for love in a place where there was only hate."
She stared up at me, serious and trusting. She didn't understand the words. She understood my voice, my heartbeat, the safety of my arms.
That was enough.
I carried her to the window. Outside, the stars were sharp and bright. Somewhere in that vast darkness, Chloe was beginning her new life. A life built on nothing. No love, no loyalty, no real connection to anyone. Just the same hollow hunger that had always driven her.
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