The Don's babygirl.
Mikal's voice was steady, relentless.
"I met Julia two years ago in club Voltage in America. One night. I never got her last name, never saw her again. Until I came to your estate and saw her" "You're lying." But even as Massimo said it, he felt the truth crashing over him like a wave. Isabella's coloring. The way she looked nothing like him. Julia's nervousness whenever someone commented on it. "I confronted Julia. She admitted it. We can do a DNA test to be sure but looks don't lie." "No." The word was barely a whisper. "No, she's my daughter. I was there when she was born. I held her. I've been her father for more then a year" "You've been raising my child," Mikal said, and there was some