The Mafia Prince's Hidden Baby

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days, she'd felt... watched. She blamed her overactive im

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s scanned the crowd. Families, couples, tou

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ck suit, his posture relaxed, but his eyes... those icy bl

ad hidden from him. She had prayed he'd never find

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her arms and turned on her heel, weaving through the crowd, her

derestimated t

se. "Running again, cara mia?" His voice was low, lethal, ye

he whispered, shield

the boy's face. The resemblance

will make the next five years of your life a living hel

dened. "Mommy

heart s

ast had caught up to her. She knew the rules of the M

, her voice trembling but resolute.

ticked. "Fine.

he Black

ce was su

e her, innocently playing with his

his elbows resting on his knee

ere soft, but the weight

eyes, exhaling

beat of

my son hidden from me?" he gro

nzo. From your world. From

he snapped, then turned to Leo, his expression soft

ned. "Le

dow of a smirk appearing. "Bla

clenched. "Do

ice cold. "You don't get to dictate terms anymore. He's my so

ou drag him in

g, his presence overwhelming. "You should've