Page 82 of Secret Baby for the Mafia Prince

“Alright.”

I walk out of the bathroom first, with Bianca and Luca following behind.

Dorothy is still at the spot I instructed her to stay at. I’m getting nervous as I walk closer to them. I’ve wanted to keep this secret away from him for as long as possible, but I am now leading him right to her.

“What’s her name?” Bianca asks as we get closer.

“Sophie,” I reply, pushing some strands of her hair away from her face and tucking them behind her ears.

Sophie stretches her hand toward me to carry her. “Mama, me up.”

Luca is static as he walks closer to Sophie, looking at her. Sophie reaches for his hand, stretching her arms wide for him to carry her. I notice how tense he gets with his fists clenched by his side, as if he's physically hurting not to reach out for her.

He leaves without saying a word. His face is detailed with anger, pain, or maybe both.

I felt the same when he fucking left me three years ago.

Bianca apologizes before she runs after him.

It’s too late already.

I am about to be a Caruso.

Chapter twenty-three

Luca

I’m clenching my fists tightly as I struggle to stay calm. There's no doubt anymore. No more what ifs. I have a child!

My daughter, who even − without knowing me − reached for me, her little eyes begging me to take her in my arms. I would rather get shot at and stabbed than feel the way I did a moment ago, having to walk away from her.

I was fucking frozen, staring in disbelief. My head jumbled with so many emotions all at once. Anger, pain, betrayal. Gianna kept her away from me and now she thinks she's going to marry Mateo. Over my dead body! That man is not going to marry my woman or be a father to my child.

I’ve already lost the first three years of being with my daughter. There’s no way in hell I’ll give the second chance I have to be the father to my own kid to someone else.

Mateo isn’t fucking robbing me of that. He can’t have either Gianna or my child. No fucking way in hell will I let him.

I can feel the rage coursing through my veins, threatening to escape, as I reach the back exit door.

Andre had helped us get ahold of Gianna. He has the other guards engaged to keep them away from the back door we used to sneak into the store. Bianca wanted this to be as quiet as possible to avoid any drama.

It could have gotten heated pretty quickly if I had stayed a minute longer. I’m holding myself back from punching the wall as I grab the door handle and yank it open.

Bianca is calling my name from behind, but I ignore her while I walk past Vito to the car.

“Drive!” I bark at Vito. He is trying to settle into the driver’s seat as he shuts the door.

“Boss, Miss Bianca isn’t-”

“I said fucking drive.”

As Vito starts the car, Bianca barges in. Her face is scrunched up in a frown, looking at me. “What the fuck was that?” Her browsare furrowed as she narrows her beautiful blue eyes on me, sliding into the seat next to me.

I clench my jaws tightly as I stare out the window, ignoring Bianca for a second. I’m trying to wrap my head around the truth.

That little girl is mine. I was so fucking frozen when she stretched out to reach for me. Gianna had a child and I had no idea until a fucking Caruso snitched on his brother. This throws a wrench in my plans! I can feel the calm demeanor I’ve been clinging to for years slip out the window.

“Luca!” Bianca touches my arm.

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