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Luca Junior

BENTLEY'S POV

Tears welled up in my eyes, a tidal wave of emotions crashing over me with relentless force. "Why do you hate Accalia so much?" I cried, the anguish in my voice echoing through the café. "She's done nothing but try to be a good daughter to you."

Clarissa's face contorted with rage, her hand raised as if to strike me. But before she could make contact, her hand was suddenly held back by an unseen force.

I turned, my heart pounding in my chest, to see a shadowy figure looming behind Clarissa, his presence both comforting and intimidating in equal measure. Who was this mysterious savior, and what did he want?

The tension in the air was palpable as Clarissa struggled against the unseen restraint, her eyes blazing with fury. "Let go of me!" she spat, her voice a venomous hiss.

“Luca!???”

As Enzo's voice rang out in surprise, I turned to see the figure step forward, revealing himself to be none other than Luca—another one of Accalia's bodyguards. My heart skipped a beat at the
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