Fabrizio’s POV
The noise of the city hums around me, but my mind is far from the business at hand. My men are handling the details—finalizing a deal, managing shipments, keeping everything running smoothly. It’s what they’re trained for, and I trust them. But my thoughts are elsewhere.
Tabitha.
I can’t get her out of my head. Not since she told me about the pregnancy. Every time I close my eyes, I see her sitting on the edge of that bed, her eyes wide with fear and uncertainty. It’s like a loop I can’t break out of.
She’s pregnant. My child.
I’ve been through a lot of s**t in my life—seen things most men couldn’t handle, survived things that would break others—but nothing has ever hit me like this. A kid. My kid. In a world like mine, that changes everything. And the worst part is, I
