Chapter 5 - The Mistress's Panic
If Lorenzo had children with Emma, Victoria’s entire reign of toxic power was completely annihilated. She knew Lorenzo’s fierce, protective loyalty. He would burn down his entire empire to protect his own blood. He would never marry Victoria now.
Victoria completely lost her mind.
"They're a trap!" Victoria shrieked like a feral banshee, completely dropping her high-society facade in front of the entire ballroom. She aggressively pointed her finger at the twin girls. "She's a gold-digger! She hired those brats to extort you, Lorenzo!"
Emma didn't flinch, but she instinctively shielded her daughters from the screaming woman.
Lorenzo slowly stood up from the marble floor.
The broken, devastated father completely vanished. The cold, demonic, calculating apex predator fully awakened.
He turned around and looked at his mistress. He felt absolutely zero human empathy for the monster screaming in the middle of the ballroom.
"You will not raise your voice in front of my children," Lorenzo commanded lethally. His voice didn't echo; it dropped into a terrifying, icy register that promised imminent destruction.
Victoria froze, her perfectly styled blonde hair trembling as she realized she had just sealed her own fate.
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"Lorenzo, please!" Victoria stammered pathetically, trying to reach for his tuxedo jacket. "My father is your biggest ally! You can't humiliate me for a random waitress!"
👉 What absolute, brutal justice is the mafia boss about to execute?
