THE BILLIONAIR'S DOUBLE LIFE

a felt suffocated by the weight of what she had stumbled upon the night before. Her mind replayed every event and information she saw

rning to "ask next time" still played loudly in her ears. She had managed to

e of her bed, her phone in hand. The mysterious t

ruth than you think. Be

ut the lack of answers only made her determination hardened. She needed to return to the study, bu

ce she was sure Dante was busy likely worrying about his plans in his room or working on one of his many secrets, sh

She paused, holding her breath, before walking slowly inside. The room was just as she had l

aking as she opened the file. This time, she was det

tycoons, and criminal figures. But as she opened the pages further, a new section ca

amily estate years ago. Explosions, gunfire, and chaos had occurred on what should have been an ordinary

out as tears filled her eyes. The cold, calculating man she had married was shaped by thi

a group of rivals seeking to dismantle the Varro empire. The attackers

lionaire. Now, she began to understand the relentless drive behind his actions. His quest for vengeance

ng fell out from the book, a photograph. Sophia pic

ter, his arms around two children who looked just like him. His parents stood behind them

eeks. For the first time, she saw Dante not as the cold and calculating figure

ing into the man he was now, hardened by the occurrence of his

ke the silence. Her head shifted up, her heart started raci

s in her body on high alert. The door was slightly opened, and th

her shaking hands. She looked around the room, looking for a place to hide, but eve

louder, each step gi

eaking sound, and a figur

p eyes check around the room before finally looking straight at Sophia. His exp

ing here?" he as

wouldn't be easily fooled. He was seriously loyal to

she said with a weak tone,

You shouldn't be in here," he said firmly. "Th

ention away from her. "Why does he keep secret

ng for a moment. "Some secrets are better left b

the truth," she insisted. "I'm his wife. I've

ad, he turned toward the door. "Go back to your room, Sophi

mination with her. She wasn't going to stop until she d

of the photograph or the details of the attack on Dante's family. He

, the footsteps outside the study. Had they real

, her phone rang again wi

n you realize. Trust

t racing. She held onto the phone tightl

essages? And how much d

hidden in Dante's past and Sophia was determi