CHAPTER 20
Luca’s POV
“The child isn’t yours, Don Luca.”
Those four words pierced me like a blade, sharper and colder than anything I had ever felt. My grip tightened around the edge of my desk in fury. I blinked, unsure if I had heard her correctly. This must be
wrong.
“Say that again,” I growled as I glared at her, daring her to lie once more, because I thought her claim was not true.
But Dr. Fiona did not flinch. Her
professional demeanor remained intact, though I could see the pressure in the way her hands clutched the envelope. “The paternity test came back conclusive. You are not the father of Casey‘ s child.”
I felt suffocated as I stood there, silent, as
the words sank in.
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It was not possible. It couldn’t be possible. That child was mine. He was going to be the heir of The Obsidian. It
can’t be. I had sacrificed Amara for this. I
lost her because of this!
“And there’s something else,” she continued, and I could hear the hesitance in her voice now as she placed the envelope on my desk but I did not touch it, as if it was a bomb that would explode in my face with the truth. “The test revealed, Don Luca, that you‘ re infertile. You have a condition called azoospermia. It’s-‘
What?
I could barely register the word she was saying. Whatever she called it, my mind. refused to process it as anger rose to my head and my blood began to boil.
The paternity test just came out negative, and now she’s telling me I‘ m infertile! No. This is absurd.
“Stop.” The word ripped from my throat.
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like a snarl.
Infertile. Not the father. Lies. It had to be
lies.
I unloosened my tie and stood from my chair, leaning my hands on the desk.
“What the hell are you talking about?” I hissed, and a chuckle rumbled through my chest as I refused to acknowledge the news, thinking that this might be a prank. Was it April Fool’s Day today? No. We were far from the month of April. But how I hope that it was a joke. “That‘ s impossible. I would‘ ve known if something was wrong with me,” I insisted.
Dr. Fiona did not back down, though her gaze softened, as if she pitied me. That only made it worse. They were my people, and I did not deserve to be seen as a pitiful man who could not produce an heir. And now, the words that I hurled towards Amara were rushing back to me. “This condition doesn‘ t always have obvious symptoms, Don Luca. But the results
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don’t lie. I’m sorry.
Amara was not at fault… I was.
“Sorry?” I spat the word like venom. “You are telling me that I can’t father a child and that Casey’s been parading around with another man’s baby while claiming it’s mine, and all you can say is sorry?”
I shoved the papers off my desk and they scattered like dead leaves, and yet the sealed envelope sat untouched, glaring back at me, as if taunting, mocking me for my disability.
“Get out. Now!” I snapped and though the doctor hesitated for a moment. It was as if she wanted to say more, but the anger brewing in my eyes convinced her
otherwise.
The moment I was alone, the rage hit me. And I could seem to wrap my head around the news, which was affecting me more. Was it the fact that Casey made me a fool?
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Or the fact that I could not father a child?
I paced the room, fists clenched, and chest. heaving. My mind replayed every moment. I had with Casey, every smug smile, every lie she had fed me. The betrayal burned hotter with each step I took. And somehow, I understood Amara for the pain I had caused her.
I trusted Casey. I let her into my bed, my life, my empire. I let her whisper poison into my ears about Amara, feeding my doubts, and pushing me to destroy the only woman who had ever truly mattered.
And for what?
For a child that was never mine.
The door slammed open as I stormed into the sitting room, where Casey sat like a queen on her throne, flipping through a magazine as if she did not have a care in the world.
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“Who is he?” I barked.
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