Chapter 42

Lorenzo's POV

As Elara leaves the room, her uncle plops down on the sofa behind him.

"Really, Anton? Really? We just got this girl back. And what next? You just had to be so... be yourself. You called and intimidated yourself with your own daughter? I'm embarrassed."

Antonio runs a hand through his hair, pacing the room. "I'm sorry. I don't know what got over me. This is all new to me."

"Yes, new to you, huh? Well, you better learn how to start acting around people like your recently found daughter, or else you're going to lose her when you just got her."

I internally agree with Damien. But, one way or another, I am not letting Elara go, even if it means I have to take drastic measures to keep her close to me.

I start walking toward the door, but Antonio's voice stops me in my tracks.

"Now, where do you think you're going?"

I turn to face him, my jaw tightening as I fight to keep my composure. "Mr. Rossi, I would appreciate it if you just let me go to where I am about to go."

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