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335 Chapter 119 The One Percent

335 Chapter 119 The One Percent

Gemma’s POV

“Auntie Gemma?” Vincenzo’s voice drifted from inside the Thorne family safe house.

“Here on the terrace, Vincenzo,” I called back, lacking the energy to move from my position on the wrought–iron chaise lounge overlooking the fortified compound grounds.

He appeared at the bulletproof glass doorway, his young face creased with concern as he took in my languid form sprawled among the cushions. “Are you feeling alright, auntie?”

“Yes, sweetheart, just having one of those heavy days.” The bone–deep exhaustion that had been haunting me for weeks felt particularly oppressive this morning, even with the armed sentries maintaining their vigilant watch around the perimeter.

“Hmm. Can I get you anything?” His earnestness made my chest tighten with affection.

After considering for a moment, I managed a weary smile. “That decadent chocolate torte from the kitchen with extra ganache frosting would be perfect.”

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His face brightened with conspiratorial delight. “I think I’ll grab two slices.” He shot me a mischievous wink.

“Then summon Carmen and make it three,” I suggested, suddenly craving companionship as much as the rich sweetness.

Soon, the three of us had gathered on the secured terrace, indulging in the luxurious dessert. I devoured my portion with surprising voracity, even sneaking forkfuls from Vincenzo’s plate when mine vanished too quickly.

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“Want inore, auntie?” Vincenzo laughed, graciously sliding his plate toward

1. me.

“I should probably stop,” I sighed, though the temptation remained fierce.

“Chocolate torte before lunch?” Dominic’s amused baritone joined our gathering as he emerged from the reinforced doorway, looking

devastatingly handsome despite the shoulder holster visible beneath his tailored jacket.

“A minor transgression, my dangerous man,” I smiled up at him. “Care for some?”

“No thank you, Songbird,” he declined, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to my temple before settling beside me on the lounge. “So what’s the plan for today?”

Vincenzo took command, announcing with impressive authority, “Nothing strenuous. Today we’re maintaining low activity, staying quiet and letting auntie Gemma recuperate, because she’s been feeling drained.”

Dominic’s dark eyebrows rose sharply. “Really? Is everyone functioning normally?”

“And why wouldn’t we be?” I asked, finding his reaction oddly suspicious. “Because you’re typically the most energetic person in this compound, and these two can never sit still for more than a few minutes,” Dominic observed, studying each of us with the calculating gaze of a seasoned Capo. “Who are you people and what have you done with my household?”

We burst into laughter, and warmth flooded through me at his casual claim of ownership over our makeshift family unit. “We’ll behave ourselves today,” I promised, resting my head against his muscular thigh. Within moments, l had drifted into unconsciousness.

When I surfaced from sleep, I found myself transported to our heavily secured bedroom, a cashmere throw draped over my body. The digital

11:02

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clock revealed it was mid–afternoon – I had been unconscious for several hours. This unusual lethargy had been plaguing me for days now.

I decided a hot shower might restore some vitality. As the steaming water cascaded over my skin, I mentally catalogued my recent symptoms: sharp irritability, crushing fatigue, and an almost compulsive craving for chocolate. I had always appreciated fine chocolate, but lately it felt more like an desperate addiction. Perhaps it was simply hormonal fluctuations, though something about this felt fundamentally different.

After dressing, I discovered Dominic, the children, and our guard dogs engaged in animated discussion in the main living area. Dominic immediately approached me, concern etched into his striking features.

“Gemma, are you functioning properly?” he asked, scrutinizing my face with intense focus.

“Yes, much better after resting,” I forced a reassuring smile. “What has everyone so excited?”

“Vincenzo’s birthday is approaching in a few days,” Dominic explained.

Confusion clouded my thoughts. “Isn’t your birthday coming up soon?” I

asked Vincenzo.

“Yes, auntie, very soon now,” Vincenzo confirmed with radiant excitement. “I absolutely love birthday celebrations!”

I returned his enthusiasm mechanically, but internally my mind began racing through calculations. Very soon… which meant we were already well into the month. Suddenly, everything around me seemed to blur as I mentally counted backwards through the weeks. When had my last cycle occurred? The voices in the room became muffled and distant, as if filtering through thick glass.

“Gemma…” Dominic’s voice seemed to reach me from across a vast

distance. “Gemma!” His firm grip on my shoulder yanked me back to the

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present moment.

“Woman, what dimension are you visiting?”

“Forgive me, darling, but I just remembered I needed to contact my mother,” I lied, desperately needing an excuse for my obvious distraction.

“Carmen wants to visit that gelato shop near the central plaza,” Dominic mentioned, and I seized the opportunity immediately.

“Excellent suggestion, let’s go!” I responded with perhaps excessive enthusiasm. “I’ll grab my purse.”

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