Alessio’s obsession with Serena had grown to a fever pitch. He had followed every lead, traced her steps, and finally found her. She had built a life for herself—a life he wasn’t part of, and that gnawed at him in ways he couldn’t suppress. The boy—Leo—had to be hers.
He knew she had to have remarried. Who else could the boy belong to? He had spent enough years breaking her, breaking her spirit, bending her to his will. She couldn’t have just escaped and built a life alone. No. There was another man—someone who had replaced him, someone who had dared to take what was his.
The idea of Serena moving on made his blood boil. She didn’t deserve a life without him. She belonged to him, and so did that child.
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The Confrontation
Alessio watched her from the shadows of the small town she no
