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"Where are you taking me?" I ask in a shaky voice.
"To your father," Lorenzo spits. "He'll deal with you properly."
My blood turns to ice. I know exactly what my father will do if he finds out about the pregnancy. I have to try to talk Lorenzo out of this.
"Please listen," I say, keeping my voice steady. "I was going to tell you and my father about the pregnancy. I only just found out myself."
Lorenzo barks out a cruel laugh. "Oh yes, I'm sure you were racing to share the happy news," he says scornfully.
I take a deep breath. "Dimitri doesn't know yet either. This wasn't planned."
At the mention of Dimitri's name, Lorenzo slams his fist on the steering wheel.
"That Russian scum!" he shouts. "How dare he ruin what's mine!"
I cringe at his words but continue trying to reason with him. "We aren’t married yet. Our wedding isn't for months."
Lorenzo shoots me a disgusted look in the rearview mirror. "You're already mine, you foolish slut. We are officially engaged. I could have had you anytime I wanted."
His lewd implication makes my skin crawl. I look out the window, recognizing the route to my family's estate. My pulse pounds in my ears. I'm running out of time.
"Lorenzo, please, I'm begging you," I say urgently. "Don't tell my father yet. Let's discuss this, just the two of us."
"Oh, we'll discuss it, alright," Lorenzo says menacingly. "Right after your father's done with you."
I'm nearly hyperventilating now. We're almost there. I make one last desperate plea as we turn down the long driveway.
"What about the alliance between our families?" I ask quickly. "If you tell my father, he may call the whole engagement off. Do you really want to risk that over an accident?"
Lorenzo seems to consider this, his expression uncertain. After a tense moment, he shakes his head.
"An accident that you brought on yourself, you worthless bitch," he snarls. "I gave you everything and this is how you repay me?"
We pull up to the house, and Lorenzo switches off the engine. Before I can react, he has my door open and is dragging me from the car by my hair. I cry out in pain, struggling to keep up as he marches us to the front door.
My father is already there waiting, his face like stone. Lorenzo shoves me to my knees before him.
"Please, papá," I sob. "Let me explain."
But my father silences me with a glare.
This can't be happening. Dimitri promised he would protect me. Where is he?
Suddenly, I hear the click of a gun safety. Lorenzo presses a pistol against my ribs.
"Keep fighting and you'll force me to put a bullet in your bastard child right now," he hisses in my ear.
I go limp with dread.
I kneel helplessly before my enraged father, tears streaming down my face as the cold barrel of Lorenzo's gun presses harder into my temple. My body trembles uncontrollably, fear and adrenaline coursing through my veins.
Lorenzo addresses my father in a mocking tone. "You see, Mario, this is what happens when you try to compensate me with damaged goods. Your precious daughter is nothing but a worthless whore, pregnant with another man's bastard."
My father's face contorts in fury, but Lorenzo continues his cruel tirade.
"I will not stand for this insult to my honor. Our families' alliance is finished. I hereby renounce my engagement to your slut of a daughter."
Lorenzo cocks the hammer of the pistol threateningly.
