Chapter 20 - King of My Own WorldThat evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the New York sky in shades of gold, violet, and deep crimson, I sat on the veranda overlooking the estate.
The empire I commanded was vast, spanning oceans, ports, and cities. Men across the underworld still whispered my name with a mixture of awe and absolute terror. They called me ruthless. They called me an untouchable king.
But as I watched Isabella dancing barefoot across the lawn under the warm glow of the patio string lights, holding hands with Emma while Sophia smiled from the doorway, I knew the truth.
I wasn't a king ruling over a kingdom of blood and shadows anymore.
I was simply a father who had walked through hell, stared down the devil himself, and brought his little girl back into the light.
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I pulled Elena's silver charm from my pocket, letting the cool metal rest in my palm one last time before closing my fingers around it.
The war was over. Our family was whole. And for the first time in three years, the night felt completely peaceful.
