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I was twenty-one then, carrying his child--a princess--betrayed by the man I loved, the dark king with overwhelming power. Then I disappeared, secretly raising our daughter. Until that day, he walked into my room... "Tell me, sweetheart, where did you hide my child?" Chapter 1 The night I graduated from college, Dante Moretti and I crossed the line one last time. A final goodbye. Afterward, he handed me my jacket with practiced ease and gave a soft laugh. "The woman I marry will never be the kind who walks out of my room at dawn." Something tightened in my throat. I asked him why. He said it gently, which somehow made it worse. "Clara, you can be my lover. But the future Donna of the Moretti family? She has to be pure and flawless." I didn't say a word. After that night, I removed him from my life completely. When we met again, he had become my new boss. To avoid the awkwardness, I submitted my resignation first. But he cornered me in the Don’s office and pulled me onto his lap. "Five years. Want to make the same mistake again?" I lowered my eyes. "No. I have to pick up my child from school."." ... A heavy silence fell over the room. Dante went rigidly still. I tried to get up, but his arm banded around my waist, pinning me in place. The dark amusement in his eyes iced over. The steady, untouchable mask he always wore finally cracked. His jaw clenched. "How old?" I didn't answer right away. "Three." Three. Not four. It had been five years since that last night together. The math didn't add up. That was the whole point. This kid wasn't his. Dante could do the math too. I stood up again. This time, he let me go. I was halfway out the door when his voice caught me. Careful. Laced with suspicion. "Your file says you're single." My feet almost stopped. I made myself turn around, my face blank. "I just got married." "You just got married, and the kid's already three?" I nodded, not a flicker of hesitation. "We had her before we tied the knot." Dante didn't answer. His ey
