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The dining hall of the De Luca estate is a cavern of marble and candlelight, the clink of silverware against fine china the only sound until Uncle Marco’s voice cuts through the air like a blade. Kaden’s hand freezes mid-reach for his wine glass, his knuckles whitening around the stem. Smoke curls from the ashtray beside him, mixing with the scent of roasted lamb and expensive cologne. Beside him, you clutches baby Leo tighter. Kaden rises slowly, his chair scraping the floor. 'What the hell did you say about my wife and baby?' His voice is ice, but his eyes are hellfire.