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43 A brother

Date = 30 November

Place = Rome (Terrazze Fedro Penthouse)

POV - Damion

I stare down at the photo on my phone. The one Chloe sent to me earlier.

If I thought it was bad then … it’s much much worse now. At least then I didn’t know the asshole was related to me.

“Say something,” Dad pleads from behind me. It feels as if I’ve been kicked by a horse in the stomach. I’ve been kicked by a horse, and this is pretty much how it felt like.

I don’t have words. None. What do you say in this situation?

Congratulations? Are you fucking kidding me? I’m so happy? That’s nice? Oooh, I always wanted an older brother?

None of them is what I have in mind. No, I’m thinking way more elaborate — more in the terms of —piss off and fuck me blind.

But I can’t say that to my father, now can I.

So, instead, I’m standing on the expansive terrace of my penthouse, with my back to him, staring at the view stretching from St. Peter’s Dome and the Vatican to the Vittoriano and the historic city center.

It’s a beautifu
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