"You're carrying my child?" Giovanni scoffed, his deep voice vibrating through the quiet room. He looked her dead in the eye, completely unbothered by his father’s presence. "That's impossible.I have never slept with you."
Elena didn't blink. The wicked smirk on her face only deepened, turning entirely venomous.
"Are you sure about that, Giovanni?" she asked softly.
Without taking her eyes off him, she reached into her designer bag, pulled out her phone, and tapped the screen. With a cruel smile, she turned the device around and held it up right in front of his face.
A video began to play.
Giovanni’s breath hitched, his entire body locking up as his eyes scanned the screen. It was a bedroom. The lighting was dim, but it was undeniably him. The video clearly showed him and Elena togeth
