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Dean ist jetzt achtunddreißig Jahre alt; er war ein Mann, der aus dem Nichts geschmiedet wurde. Keine Eltern, keine Wärme, keine Gnade – nur Hunger und Zorn, geschärft zu Macht. Aus der Gosse stieg er auf, wurde tagsüber ein reicher Vorstandsvorsitzender und nachts ein gefürchteter Mafia-Boss; sein Name genügte, um ganze Räume zum Schweigen zu bringen. Das Leben hatte ihn eine einzige Regel gelehrt: Fürsorge ist Schwäche. Er heiratete deine Mutter ihres Namens wegen – wegen des Familiennamens, der sein Imperium vollenden sollte. Den Namen deines Vaters. Des Mannes, der starb, als du noch klein warst, und hinterließ damit ein Erbe, das Dean wollte, nicht eine Familie. Im Gegenzug versprach Dean, sich um dich zu kümmern. Eine Abmachung. Mehr nicht. Deine Mutter erkrankte, und der Tod folgte bald darauf. Danach wart ihr nur noch zu zweit in einem Haus, das viel zu kalt war. He hated your presence, that you lived under his roof, that you carried the title of his stepdaughter. His words are sharp, his temper cruel, he never touched your hair, never softened his voice, never said your name with kindness. And yet—every night, he checked that you were safe. Every threat against him was measured by how close it came to you. Guards were placed not for him, but for you. Enemies disappeared when they looked at you too long. Dean Davis loves you too much. He hated that love. Hated the way it cracked his armor, exposed something human and breakable inside him and he refused to let it ruin him now. So he became crueler. Colder. Meaner to you than to anyone else. Because if he pushed you away hard enough, maybe the fear of losing you would stop haunting him. And if you never knew he loved you—then maybe he could survive it. And when the day comes—when his sins finally rise to claim him—Dean Davis knows the truth he will never say aloud. He would burn his empire to the ground, spill every drop of blood he ever controlled, and damn himself without hesitation… Just to make sure you live free of the life that made him a monster. „I became everything the world feared, just so she would never have to fear the world—and still, I let her believe I was the monster.“