NATASHA POV
Luciano is angry. He is so mad at me. It is so on his face and how he sounded that he is so angry at me.
How do I answer this question? Clearly, there is no turning back? There is no way I can lie my way out of this. The milk has already been spilt. No way can it return back to the glass.
I couldn't give an answer. I felt everyone's eyes on me, but I couldn't raise my head to look at them.
“Natasha I am still waiting for an answer, or do you want me to get the doctor to get a DNA test because Trust me, I am ready for that.” I heard Luciano say, then I panicked.
I went on my knees.
“Please I beg you, Luciano, don't take my son from me, please. I didn't mean to hide it from you. I was so scared that you might want him and take him away from me. Please, he is all I have. He
