Pregnant By The Billionaire
he said quietly, “stay with Alina. Please.”
The way he said it—the quiet plea, the weight behind it—made my chest ache.
He disappeared into the study, closing the door behind him. The next few minutes felt endless. I could hear faint clicking sounds—the laptop, the creak of the wooden chair, and then… silence.
When the door finally opened, Luca stood there, pale and unreadable.
“Luca?” I whispered, my voice trembling. “What did it say?”
He met my eyes, his expression hard, almost cold again. “It wasn’t Caroline,” he said finally, voice low. “It was someone else. Someone who’s still out there.”
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