Chapter 9 - The Apology on His Knees
The chaotic, violent energy of the confrontation slowly faded, leaving only Vincent and Clara standing in the massive foyer.
Vincent let out a long, shuddering breath. The terrifying, impenetrable exterior of the syndicate boss completely melted away. He was just a man standing in front of the woman he had never stopped loving.
He slowly walked over to Clara.
Clara was trembling, her hands still resting on her swollen belly. She looked exhausted, overwhelmed by the sudden, violent shift in her reality.
Vincent didn't try to hug her. He didn't demand her affection.
He completely ignored his expensive tailored suit. He slowly dropped to his knees right in front of her on the hard marble floor, bringing his face level with her eight-month baby bump.
"Clara," Vincent whispered, his voice cracking as genuine, hot tears finally welled in his dark eyes. "I am so incredibly sorry."
Clara looked down at the powerful man weeping at her feet, her own tears falling freely.
"I failed to protect you," Vincent choked out, gently resting his forehead against her stomach. "I let a monster into our home, and it almost cost me my entire world. I will spend the rest of my life proving to you that I am worthy of being this child's father."
Clara took a shaky breath. She slowly reached down, running her trembling fingers through his dark hair.
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"You didn't know, Vincent," Clara whispered softly, the heavy weight of her fear finally vanishing. "We were both betrayed."
👉 What beautiful future awaits the reunited couple and their unborn child?
