ENZO
KAI IS PREGNANT.
With my baby.
Or at least that is what I’m choosing to believe. I don’t ever want her to do a DNA test. The baby is mine. He’s mine. I don’t know the sex either, but I’m guessing it’s a him. So that’s what I call him in my head.
A baby.
My baby.
Kai is pregnant.
How is that possible?
All the doctors said it wasn’t possible.
But she just made everything possible.
She’s pregnant.
And Liesel had my father’s child. He raped her. And she had his child.
Kai could be…
No, don’t go there. The baby is mine, not Milo’s. Even if it is technically his, it will be hard to tell. Milo was my half-brother. The child will look like me, no matter what.
But I won’t get to be there for the child.
The child needs to disappear. No one wants us to have a child together.
They want me and Kai to fight. To hate each other. To prove the strongest to them. Then raise our children to do the same.
We both have heirs.
Kai has her child.
And I could claim Liesel’s.
But if we did that, I could never claim Kai’s child as mine, and he’s mine! I won’t ever pretend otherwise.
So it’s better off if we hide the child, like Liesel did. Hide our child away.
I have to stay. Become Mr. Black.
Kai will want to go with the child to protect him.
And I won’t ever be able to search for them, not if I want to keep them safe. They will have to be hidden, even from me.
What if there is another way?
What if I can keep Kai and my child?
Then I would have to give up the empire.
If the choice is between Kai and my child or the empire, the choice is easy. I will always choose Kai and my son.
But I’ve never been able to protect them before. I’ve never been able to protect those I love. They are better off without me.