Chapter 163 The End of the Beginning

GIOVANNI’S POV

|FIVE YEARS LATER|

"Papa, move faster! We're going to be late!"

I looked down at the small whirlwind tugging on my hand. My six-year-old son, Dante, who had apparently inherited both his mother's impatience and my intensity.

"Dante, slow down. The beach isn't going anywhere."

"Bu...

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