Chapter 6 - The Guarded Daughter
Damiano walked up the stone stairs to the private living quarters on the third floor. He knew that whoever had partnered with Vivian would soon realize that a six-year-old child had destroyed their multi-million-dollar coup.
Sophia and Emma were no longer safe in the staff quarters.
He found them sitting on the sofa in his private library, guarded by two armed men. Sophia was visibly shaking, wrapping her arms around Emma, who was quietly combing her rag doll's hair.
As Damiano walked into the room, Sophia stood up quickly, bowing her head. "Mr. Moretti... I am so sorry for Emma's intrusion earlier. We will pack our things and leave immediately if you want us gone."
Damiano stopped in front of them, his harsh features softening slightly as he looked at the terrified mother and her brave child.
"You're not leaving, Sophia," Damiano said softly. "You and Emma are moving into the master guest suite tonight. You will have full protection, four personal guards, and access to whatever you need."
Sophia blinked, stunned. "Sir, I'm just a housemaid—"
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"Your daughter saved my life today," Damiano interrupted, his voice firm and absolute. "And in my world, loyalty and debts of honor are paid in full. As long as you are under my roof, no one will ever lay a finger on either of you."
Emma looked up from her doll, offering Damiano a tiny, shy smile. For the first time in years, the cold mob boss felt a flicker of genuine warmth in his chest.
