Chapter 3 - The Locket’s Truth
Lorenzo gently pulled back from the hug, his fingers trembling as he unclipped the silver locket from the plush rabbit's ear.
He clicked the small clasp open. Inside was a tiny photograph of himself taken years ago, alongside a lock of dark wavy hair identical to his own.
Lorenzo’s dark eyes filled with absolute shock as he looked up at Clara, who was now kneeling on the marble floor beside her daughter, her eyes brimming with silent tears.
"Clara..." Lorenzo’s voice choked up, a rare crack appearing in his cold exterior. "Is she... is she mine?"
Clara lowered her head, her voice barely audible over the hum of the mansion's heating vents. "I only wanted to keep her safe, Lorenzo. Your enemies... your world... I couldn't let her become a target."
Lorenzo stood up slowly, lifting Mia effortlessly into his strong arms. The little girl rested her head on his shoulder, completely at ease against the dark wool of his suit jacket.
The tall bodyguards in the hallway lowered their heads in deep respect as Lorenzo turned his intense, protective gaze toward Clara.
"Nobody in this world will ever harm her," Lorenzo spoke, his voice ringing with absolute authority. "And nobody will ever make you hide in the shadows again, Clara."
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However, before Lorenzo could lead them to his private quarters, the heavy glass entrance doors shattered inward.
👉 Read PART 4 to see who attacked the Duca estate during the snowstorm!
