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ody present. Managers, security personnel, and other staff stood in a stiff row, backs straight as if their very spines were being held in place

very reason to

ciano Corporation-my son-ha

beneath that frosty exterior, my silent fury was a smothering weight, pressing into the chests of every person present, making knee

er brother, knelt before me in a d

uldn't have brought Prince to a bar! If anyth

hoed through the room. The sickening crack of bone splitting upon impact made every

ill overseas on holiday, and

would not be settled with a simple kick from

n act of foolish loyalty, he forced himself upright an

ck like molasses. No one dared to even whisper. T

knock

ng in the eerie silence. Every

irst, there was nothing-just an empty hallway. But then, as he lowered hi

" he stammered, bar

lectively he

Prince! My precious baby,

scooped the small boy into his arms, clutching him as if he would disappear a

n stiff, finally exhaled. Mur

... he's r

we were d

ything had happ

with sweat. Others exchanged exhausted glances, sharing an

e collar before yanking him away from my son. He barely had time to pro

, I said as I emb

ached for mine, pulling with urgency. His large eyes,

ng had

n-I sme

ong stench of alcohol from the bar-it was something cooler, something softer. A delica

faltered for

the staircase leading to the upper floors. He made

wed his direction. Calvin, despite his battered state, e

ped before a storeroom

on the door with all the strength his small fists could muster.

anging uncertain glances.

, what is it?

ave a simple comman

o obey. "Yes! Right away, sir!" He turned to a female man

momentarily flashing with somethin

ing wa

open, the door creaked, reve

unconscious

illed t

r let out a s

turned gho

harp breath. "W

urs were

is

ne lock he

he att

woman in there?" The head raged n

there when I last checked!" Sara suppres

nation for later and get this woma

e woman with his small frame, his arms spread out protectively. He bar

r felt helpless; he didn't understand a

then at the ladder leading to the ope

d forward and picked the unc

earlier engulfed me full

slightly. His expression told me ever

enough, he would hav

VE'S

burned agains

nown, but the real battle was with the sunlight filtering through the window.

ame into bl

ite sheets. The ste

n-h

shoulders and sculpted frame, tailored to precision. His white shirt, buttoned all the way up, only emphasized his refined cold

otic

lace. It was piercing-intrusive. Like a scalpel slici

ran down

about to be

lso... did you see a little boy? He's about four or five, mil

frigid as his expression as he looked at my ri

his gaze

the same little boy. His tiny chest rose and fell in d

s him! His na

ver to feel the little guy's forehead. T

brushed his hair away from his forehead

n to feel a hint of regret. He was still so young

done if something

around to face the

this chi

ft my mouth, I realized I

come from the same mold. It was app

n't he

the

skipped

igure emerged from

wake. I'm Calvin, Littl

ds me, causing me to retreat backward until

ciano Calvin? " I

eaving his stunning looks and titles aside, he was a playboy. He had made more scandalous a

father, and Calvin Luciano was Prince's second uncle.. Then wouldn'

th left

saved was the mysterious illegitimate son of