Chapter 7 - My Daughter Was Taken From the Mansion—And Alessandro Finally Lost Control
The attack happened at dawn.
The security system failed for exactly ninety seconds.
Ninety seconds was enough.
Someone entered Emma's room.
She was gone.
I screamed.
Alessandro ran upstairs.
He found her stuffed rabbit on the floor.
He picked it up.
His face changed.
“Lock the city.”
Victor stared.
“Sir?”
“I said lock it down.”
Alessandro's voice shook the walls.
“Find my daughter.”
I froze.
His daughter.
He hadn't corrected himself.
He had already claimed her.
Hours passed.
Then the call came.
Rafael.
“You finally understand, Alessandro.”
“If you touch her—”
“You'll do what?”
Rafael laughed.
“Destroy everything?”
Alessandro's hand tightened around the phone.
“Bring her back.”
“No.”
“What do you want?”
“Your empire.”
Alessandro laughed coldly.
“You think I care about money?”
“You care about the girl.”
“Yes.”
“Then give me everything.”
Alessandro agreed.
I stared at him.
“You can't.”
He looked at me.
“I can.”
“Why?”
“Because she's worth more than all of it.”
The exchange was arranged.
But Alessandro had a plan.
The location was an abandoned railway station.
We went.
Rafael appeared with Lorenzo.
And Michael.
I saw my former husband.
He looked at me.
“You shouldn't have trusted Moretti.”
I stared at him.
“You sold us.”
He shrugged.
“I sold information.”
“You sold your daughter.”
His expression didn't change.
Alessandro stepped forward.
“Give me Emma.”
Lorenzo laughed.
“You always were sentimental.”
Then Emma appeared.
She was crying.
“Mama!”
I ran toward her.
A gun fired.
Alessandro pulled me down.
His men moved.
The station exploded into chaos.
When the smoke cleared, Emma was safe.
Rafael was gone.
But Lorenzo wasn't.
He had been shot.
Before losing consciousness, he whispered:
May you like
“You still don't know why they want her.”
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