Daunte POV

Watching this video made me sick to my fucking stomach. With every single word that Sophia spoke made me want to vomit. How can someone so twisted like her be my cousin? How could she love me and want to be with me in such a incest way. Blood or not, I looked at her like my cousin.

But what hurts my heart the most, was the fear in Keyona eyes, even though she was trying to be strong, I could tell she was scared and it was my fault. I never should of let her leave my house after Oliver found her at my house. I should of made her stay and listen to me. I always fuck up with her and it makes me realize that she truly deserves better than me. But I'm selfish as fuck and I would intentionally ruin every single relationship she thinks she would have.

She is mine.

As I keep my eyes set on the iPad, what I heard next was enough for me to lose my shit.

*"You think he will want you." Keyona laugh. "He has a baby on the way with another woman."

You can hear Sophias laugh and it makes my eyes sink.

"You really think that's his baby! That's not his baby! I switched the DNA Test around. Briana is just part of my plan as well. Because as soon as I kill you and get rid of her, I'll be able to show Daunte I'm the only one he needs and that I have been here all along."*****

Kevion paused the video and pulled out his phone. After a few rings a mans voice comes on, "Hey Kevion, is someone hurt?" The person asked and I realized that it was our doctor. Kevion laughed before he spoke, "No, but I do have a question for you." My eyes look at him confused for a second. "It's about the DNA test you did for Daunte." I heard a lip smack, "Ohhh, yeah I'm happy that it wasn't his baby because I don't think nobody could deal with having that she-devil around." He said with so much disgust in his voice.

I can't believe this, how can I be so stupid, I want to kill this bitch. "Mhmm, so that baby is not his and you gave him the right results right." Kevion asked and he answered right away, "Of course, I was on my way to his office when I ran into Sophia, his cousin. She said she was on her way there and could give him the results personally. So I thanked her as I gave them to her. I figured he received them when he called me and asked if the results were correct and I told him yeah. I thought he would of been happy to not be tied down to that she-devil." He finished and Kevion laughed like this was funny, "Thank you, I just wanted to check something. But I also need you to stop by the mansion my sister is staying in and check on her. She has a messed up leg. I'll send you the address." He said and I could tell the worry in his tone. "Okay, I can be there in a hour." Kevion smiled and said "Thanks." Before he hung up and started texting a message, which I assume was the address to where Keyona is at.

He looked me dead on my eyes, he had so much anger laced in them but he was amused as well, "Now that we know the truth, I hope the guilt and regret is burning into her body. Good luck trying to get my sister to give you, boss." He said before he looked at everyone and walked out the house.

I felt the blood boiling in my body at what I just found out. My eyes went straight to Briana who was white as fucking snow and lip trembling. I wanted to fuck her up for ruining my fucking life. But I couldn't blame her fully either for ruining my relationship with Keyona because what I said to her in the office and my actions an hour ago, Alice's it in half and I can't blame anyone but myself.

"Daunte?" I heard Briana trembling voice and when she touched me, I wanted to slap the fuck out of her. I can't believe this bitch that I have been friends with for so many years, even though we were just fucking buddies as well, would pull some shot like this.

"Don't fucking touch me with your filthy fucking hands and don't say my name! Do you realize what you just fucking did?! Do you realized that I most likely just lost the woman I fucking love?!" I shouted, moving closer to her, as she was walking backwards, now her back against the wall. I raised my hand and cupped my fingers in a Cup manner and wanted to wrap them around her throat but that baby is what stopped my action.

I put my hands down and stepped back away from her. Her lips still trembling, her eyes full of tears and face pale as white. "Daunte, pl-please! Let me ex-explain! I love y-you, I always' loved y-you! It was always us until that-" I seen her face become red, she was getting mad. "that ugly mut came along! It was always us! I know you loved me before her, we can go back to that and raise our bab-"

I cut her off as I grabbed the vase that was next to her and chucked it to the other side of the room, I turned back to face her, "THATS NOT MY FUCKING BABY! I LOST MY FUCKING BABY!" I took a step closer to her, "You claim you always loved me but set up a scheme with my Sophia! You fucking lied to me and was about to make me raise another mans fucking child! Why are you with him?" I smirked, "Hmmm, let me guess? He found out how much of a whore you really are and dumped your stupid ass. Got what he wanted and left you with nothing." I spat at her with so much venom and she flinched, before she tried to swing at me and I caught her wrist mid air.

I Tsk her and shook my head, "I wouldn't do that if I were you, Briana. You know what I'm capable of. I can make sure you never see this baby ever again." I told her and her eyes widen. "Y-you would-wouldn't." She stuttered and I just smirked at her.

Which was true though, I could do that but I would never really do it because I know a child needs a mother. I would never take her chains away from her but I wasn't going to tell her that.

"Try me!" I got in her face where we were almost nose to nose, "Now I'm going to tell you what you are going to fucking do. You are going to leave this country with that baby of yours, and never step foot back in Sicily. Because if I see you ever fucking again, I will do what I said and you won't be that baby anymore! Are we clear?" I asked and she was now balling in tears and quickly nodded. "Oh and everything you got for that baby, stays here. Better ask your baby daddy for help."

She quickly sidestepped me and ran out the front door without looking back. I may have been to cruel but this was exactly what I needed to do. The bitch tried to trap me with a baby that wasn't mine. Who does that to a person? Stupid bitch.

I took a deep breath as I tried to calm myself down. Taking slow breaths and counting from 10 backwards. Doesn't matter how old you are, this is a great calming technique.

Once I felt calmer than I was, I turned and I seen my father and Leo looking at me with wide eyes. I just walked ignored them and walked back to my office. I slammed the door shut, grabbed some whiskey and poured me a glass. I downed it and pour me another. As I was pouring the fourth one, there was a knock on the door before it opened and my father stepped in. I did not want to talk to anybody right now, so I just continued to pour me my whiskey before I sat down in my chair that's behind my desk.

After a few minutes of my father standing by the door, he took the seat in front of me and smiled.

"What? I don't feel like talking." I said as I took a sip of my drink. He nods, "Then do you mind listening?" He said and I looked at him for a second before I was the one nodding.

"When your mother gave birth to you and Santi and I couldn't be prouder, like she gave me two sons. You both were my pride and joy and your mothers sunshine. You boys and your mother were my lifeline and still is. We were the happiest we could of ever been. When Santi was about four and you were about six, you mother became pregnant again, this time with a little girl. I don't know if you remember your mama ever having a tiny round belly. She was glowing and the most beautiful pregnant woman I ever seen. But when she was about five months along, your mother was in a car accident. She fell asleep behind the wheel, so when I got a call that there was a accident, I was worried that something horrible was going to happen to your mother and your sister. When I arrived, I was told that the accident caused your mother to have internal bleeding and lose our baby. When your mother woke up, I had to break the news to her and that's when everything went crashing down. We would argue all the time, say things we didn't mean and try to hurt each other. I even went as far as blamed her for the death your sister."

My eyes went wide and I wanted to hurt my father. He seen my reaction and smiled before he raised his hands.

"I know, I know, I know, let me finish. So anyways, one day we were in a heated argument and this was when y'all two was bed. We never tried to argue in front of y'all because we didn't want you and your brother to think negative about us. Thinking you both had to choose, but I wanted to hurt her that night so I blamed her for the loss of your sister. Let me tell you, it was the worse mistake I ever made. I tried to apologize right after and tell her I didn't mean it but the damage was done. Your mother shut down, she never spoke to anybody. She would wake up, put on a face mask around you boys and do her normal routine. She would do as a wife should, cook, clean, take care of y'all and made sure my clothes was laid out by the time I was getting out the shower. She would let me kiss her, let alone touch her. But your mother, even though she did all that, she never spoke a word to me. It was like I cut open a wound that she had finally sealed. This went on for almost two months, until I couldn't take it anymore. My wife wasn't herself and I knew I was to blame so for the next week, I did everything I could to make it up to her. I bought her flowers, chocolates, new clothes, shoes, diamonds and pearls. I even rented her favorite chick flicks and sat there and watched them. But nothing was working until I realized that gifts were not going to solve anything. So one day, I decided I had enough, I took you and Santi to your uncles house for the weekend. I sent every single guard home until it was just your mother and I left in the house alone.

Of course she tried to leave but I wouldn't let her. I picked her up bridal style and carried her to our room. I sat her on her bed and locked the door. She was wining and cussing at me but I ignored her. I went into the back of our closet and grabbed her wedding dress and my messing suit. When I arrived back in the bedroom, she looked at me confused. I told her to put her dress on and after some convincing, she finally did. She was so beautiful and I felt like I was getting married to her for a second time. She stood there with this confused look on her face as I finished getting ready. I stood in front of her and got down on one knee and told her my vows. After I promised her everything, I apologized over and over and told her how she was everything to me. How I was the biggest asshole that has ever lived and that I was going to do everything in my power to show her how much I loved her. To my surprise, she bend down and kissed me. She said that was all she needed, assurance that I still loved and cared for her. That she didn't need gifts, she need my assurance that my actions would match my words and mean something. After that day, I made sure she knew how much I loved and needed her. Your mother was and still is the love of my life, but she was also the light to my darkness."

I sat there and listened as it reminded me of my actions towards Keyona. My father looks at my mother, the way I look at Keyona. I never seen my mother hurt so I can say she knew exactly how to act. She hid it so well, just like Keyona. But I'm not gonna lie I was still confused on what my father was saying and I knew he could tell by the look on my face. He laughed and stood up, heading out the door. But before he shut it, he looked at me and said, "She loves you so instead of feeling sorry for yourself, get up and keep fighting."

When that door finally shut and I was alone, my mind racing a million miles an hour and after awhile, at that moment, I knew what I need to do.

Even if I have to beg on my hands and knees.

Keyona was mine and I was going to do everything in my power to make her understand that she belongs with me.