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“That’s odd.” She watched as he walked up to Faith and talked. The resemblance was remarkable. They could have been twins. She wracked her brain, trying to remember some distant relative she or Lorenzo had that had the dark features, but she couldn’t think of anyone.
Then she watched as Trent walked up to Faith and the man and spoke with him. At first, Dominic scowled and then nodded and followed Trent toward her.
“I think the four of us need to go into the office,” Trent said. “I can tell this is bothering you, pet.”
“I think that would be good.” She turned to Faith. “We’ll be out in a bit. Can you guys take care of any problems?”
“Of course, Mama.”
Aria looked at Dominic. “Please come with us.”
In the office, she stood between her men and faced off with the young man. “I have been told you’re curious about me,” Aria said.
The man stayed mute.
“You can ask me anything, Dominic. I’m sorry I can’t place you, and it’s driving me crazy.”
“We met a long time ago,” Dominic said.
“When?” she asked.
“The day I was born.”
Aria didn’t understand. “I don’t remember being in with a woman in labor. Are you a distant cousin?”
“No. You’re the one who gave birth to me,” he said.
Both of her men stiffened, and she became lightheaded.
“What? How? I only had four children, and one was stillborn.”
“Father told me you couldn’t stand the sight of me and told him to take me away. I’ve lived with an aunt about an hour away from here.”
“But…” She pressed a hand to her stomach. “You’re telling me Lorenzo took you from me? He’d lied to me and then took you away?”
“Yes. He told me that you despised boys.”
“Oh, God, that’s the furthest from the truth, honey.”
“Don’t call me honey,” he yelled.
God, the hatred in his face was like a fiery spike through her heart. She pressed a hand to her mouth. Her stomach was one big ball of pain, and she didn’t know if she’d make it to a toilet in time. “I … I have to use the restroom.”
She ran into the nearest one, closed the door behind her, and vomited everything she had in her stomach. The waves of pain clashed with the pure fury racing through her.
“Oh, baby, it’s going to be okay,” Mateo said, wiping her face with a wet washcloth. “Here, rinse your mouth out.” He handed her some mouth rinse, which she used before slumping against his chest.
“I don’t know what to do.” She looked up at him. “Mateo, that bastard took my son from me. He never gave me a chance to even hold him.”
She sobbed uncontrollably, and she didn’t think she’d ever be able to stop.
