Chapter 89

Damiano

The LuxePalace, adorned in opulence and glittered with the glow of wealth, presented an ostentatious display of grandeur. Yet, it still failed to impress me. I wasn’t here to make an appearance; in fact, I entered discreetly through a staff entrance.

I was here to hunt and not to startle the prey into flight.

Exiting my hotel room, I made my way to the secluded back corridors to avoid prying eyes. I reached a hidden service elevator that required a special card that Raffaele had secured for me. I scanned the card, stepped in, and pressed the button for the top floor—an exclusive area where those fuckers were celebrating for killing the life that was growing inside of the woman I love.

This day couldn’t have come fast enough. My hands have been uncontrollably twitching, wanting to get my hands on them so badly, but I had to be patient, and usually, I was anything but.

For my Althaia.

For her, I would be anything she desired