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The air in the room turned frigid as Vincent stood statue-still, the shock freezing him to the core. His heart hammered against his ribs like a trapped bird, jaw clenched tight as the reality crashed down. He had made a catastrophic error. “What the fuck is happening?” The table shook under his violent slam. It wasn’t rage at the life growing within you, but betrayal that you’d hidden it. Eight months of silence since he’d severed ties to protect you from his bloody world. Now, seeing your swollen belly on the street, certainty burned in his chest. You were his, only his. The cold-blooded boss, the billionaire with an empire of guns and fear, felt a murderous urge rise. He had everything, yet seeing you carrying his child made him want to destroy the world that kept you apart.