Page 76 of Secret Baby for the Mafia Prince

His black hair is in a ponytail. He takes out a box of cigars from the pocket of his suit and places one in his mouth. He extends the box to me, offering me a cigar, but I decline.

“Now, Luca, that isn’t the reason I came to you.” He takes out a lighter and lights the cigar.

“I have information that I think you’ll find very interesting.” Pietro takes a drag with the corner of his lip curved in a grin.

“What kind of information?” Not many times does information come knocking at one’s doorstep, not in our world. There must be a catch.

“Information about Gianna. That pretty little thing is now staying in my brother’s mansion. Sucks he had her first.”

No, I fucking had her first.

I stop myself from yelling those words at him as I clench my jaws tight. I will achieve nothing good by spooking him off. “Tell me more.”

“My brother is about to get married... to Gianna.”

Fuck.

“And...” He takes another slow drag.

I’m fighting the urge to squeeze the words out of his mouth as he delays with every second.

“He would be the father to your child, Sophie.”

What?What the fuck did he just say?

“What the fuck do you mean ‘your child’?” I grunt, replaying his words.

“Gianna has a daughter that, surprisingly enough, looks just like you.”

He has to be fucking joking.

“So the report was fucking correct and Gianna indeed has a kid.”

But ‘my’ kid? Fuck.

Pietro nods with a serious expression on his face. “Yes, Luca. Gianna has a daughter. Based on the digging I’ve been doing, I’m pretty sure she’s yours.”

I feel like I’ve been punched in the gut.

I’m stunned, confused, and angry all at once. I can’t believe I'm just now finding out about this. I don’t want to believe it just yet.

Pietro hands me his phone with a picture of the girl, Sophie he said was her name, and I take it from him, my hands shaking with rage.

Her eyes are the same color as mine, with an innocence to them. She has chubby cheeks and a playful smile that reaches her eyes. Her blond locks frame her small face and her resemblance to Gianna is uncanny.

Oh, God!

I’m both confused and angered.

What if she’s really mine? I have a child and Gianna’s been keeping her from me all this time.

If that is true, I’ve missed out on so much… all those early years of my child’s life—years I will never get to experience again.

What have I done?

In that moment, reality hits me hard. I can’t believe I’ve been so obsessed with my plans for revenge that I let my pride blind me. If he is indeed telling the truth, I might falter with my plan.

Gianna has a child with me.Fuck!

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