My Mafia Boss husband abandoned me while I was giving birth because his mistress was delivering his son one floor away.

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Chapter 22

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Julian pointed his weapon directly at Vincent's head, his finger tightening slowly on the trigger.

Chapter 1: My Mafia Boss husband abandoned me while I was giving birth because his mistress was delivering his son one floor away. L009
The heavy silence inside the cavernous church was broken only by the soft, steady flickering of altar candles and the rhythmic dripping of rain from the vaulted ceiling above. Julian Rossi stood thirty feet away, his silenced firearm pointed squarely at Vincent's forehead, flanked by three heavily armed men whose eyes were cold, professional, and entirely devoid of mercy.

Vincent didn't flinch. He stood like a wall of dark iron, stepping even further in front of me, completely blocking my body with his broad frame.

"You always were impatient, Julian," Vincent said, his voice smooth, deceptive, and dripping with dangerous calm. "You couldn't wait until Friday's summit? You had to ambush me in a house of God?"

Julian sneered, stepping closer, his boots crunching against the stone floor. "Friday was the original plan, Vincent. But then your long-lost wife showed up at your foundation gala and ruined the script. Sophia panicked last night. She told me you knew something was wrong. I couldn't risk you looking into Lucas's records before the summit."

"Lucas isn't my son, is he?" Vincent asked, his tone dropping into a terrifyingly quiet register.

Julian laughed—a harsh, barking sound that rattled off the stained-glass windows. **“Not a single drop of your blood runs through that boy's veins.** He’s mine. Sophia was mine long before you married Claire. You were just the useful idiot who built the empire we were going to take.”

Vincent’s shoulders tightened slightly, but he kept his eyes locked on Julian. "And Arthur Bennett? My father-in-law?"

"Arthur was easy," Julian boasted, reveling in his apparent victory. "A failing shipping business, five million in debt to my shell companies—he sold Claire out without a second thought. He made sure the hospital staff put Claire in that overflow room so you wouldn't spend a single minute looking at her daughter. We needed you entirely focused on Sophia’s baby."

Behind Vincent's back, my hands clenched into tight fists until my fingernails bit into my palms, drawing blood. Hearing the cold, calculated execution of my destruction confirmed every nightmare I had buried for seven years. They had orchestrated my agony like a business transaction.

"You're very talkative for a man who thinks he's won," Vincent murmured softly.

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