He Chose Another Heir Now He Wants Me Back Chapter 05
The moment Dante’s words landed, the only sound was the wind whipping around the hospital entrance.
Marco’s eyes lingered for a second on the hand at my waist before lifting to Dante’s face.
As soon as he registered who it was, the arrogance vanished from his expression.
Salvatore narrowed his eyes.
“There’s no record of any Moretti engagement in the family books,” he said. “Elena, who is this?”
“Last night, she gave me her permission to protect her as her husband,” Dante answered before I could. “As for Moretti records, we handle our own.”
My grandfather stared at him for five seconds, the lines on his face tightening.
“Vittorio’s grandson?”
“Dante.” He inclined his head slightly, his manners impeccable but his posture unbowed. “Your memory is excellent.”
That name changed everything.