On Her Daddy's Bed (Adeline and Luciano) novel Chapter 70

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Axel’s jaw dropped, his throat tightening as he swallowed nothing. He stared at Tracy, his heart melting. For the first time since becoming a mafia, his eyes watered.

Staring at her now, it felt as if he had never truly seen her before. She had grown into a beautiful young woman, but it saddened him instantly. She hadn’t grown up in his care; she hadn’t grown in his sight. And she had grown in the hands of the wrong person.

He took a few steps toward her, unable to hold himself back.

The look on Tracy’s face was one of pure confusion. She could barely read Axel, and the sympathetic gazes from everyone else in the room made the atmosphere feel like a reunion.

She opened her mouth to speak, but Axel’s actions cut her off.

“Oh, Alexia…” His voice cracked as he pulled her into a tight hug, his breath heavy with emotion. Tears began to fall freely down his cheeks. Tracy, still in shock, stood there, unsure of how to react. Her eyes scanned the room—first meeting Hazel’s, then Alex’s, and finally Mr. Marco’s.

She scoffed, clearly bewildered, and asked, “Why is he calling me Alexia… and what’s with the hug?”

Her confusion only deepened. Axel’s intensity left her rattled, but she couldn’t make sense of what was happening.

Before she could speak again, Axel gently pulled away, holding onto her arm. Tracy stared at him, her expression one of total disbelief.

In all her life, she had never seen Axel so vulnerable, so exposed.

He had always been cold, different—so distant. But now, standing before her, he seemed completely undone.

“Why are you calling me Alexia? Can someone explain to me what’s happening?” she finally managed to ask. Axel sighed, a weight in his voice.

“You… You are my sister, Tracy. You’re Alexia.”

The words hung in the air like a bomb, and they hit Tracy harder than anything she had ever felt.

Her body stiffened as disbelief washed over her. She let out a scoff, her mind refusing to process what he had just said. She burst out laughing, but the room fell silent, the others watching her with wide eyes.

“Did you transfer all your blood and lose your sense of reasoning?”

Her words were sharp and dismissive, but they struck everyone in the room, aside from Axel. They exchanged confused glances, unsure how to respond. Tracy’s words were rude, and they were shocked that she wasn’t already lying on the floor. Hazel, who had known Axel’s dark side, wasn’t as surprised by the outburst but still felt the tension in the room.

“I’m not insane, Tracy… you are my sister, Alexia.” Axel’s voice was steady but heavy with pain, his gaze unwavering.

Seeing the deadly serious look on Axel’s face, Tracy pulled her hands from him, stepping backward.

Axel’s heart dropped at that action, and he stared at her disheartened as she walked away.

“How can… How can that happen? No! Excuse me, but I am not Alexia… I am Tracy. I… I have just my dad. My mum died after giving birth to me, and I… do not have a brother.” Those words were like slaps to Axel’s ear, but they also alerted Hazel and Alex that something was going on. How could Tracy not remember anything if she got drawn at age 7?

“They are not your family, Alexia.” He presented the medallion forward. “Look… here… we both share the same medallion, right?”

Tracy’s eyes snapped wide open. She snatched the medallion from him.

She almost called him a thief until she opened it and found out hers was burnt, and this one was still freshly made.

“How… how… did we share… the same medallion?” Her voice cracked.

“Apparently, you’re Axel’s sister,” Hazel confirmed, and Tracy scoffed.

Hazel took a step closer to him, giving him a hug from behind.

The tears rolled out of his eyes as her hands cycled him from behind.

“She would come around…” Hazel’s gentle voice whimpered, and he batted his lashes. For 16 good years, he had lived coldly and never knew what it was like to cry. But today, he was sharing in her pain, and it was safe to say that he preferred this to the life he had lived years back. Even though she had not acknowledged him as her brother, he knew now that he had a sister, and she wasn’t dead after all these years.

Tracy drove out of the compound with mixed feelings. She had lots of questions in her head, but she knew she had just one solution to all of the nagging questions going on in her mind.

She was going to ask her father. She trusted her father and felt he would never go mad at her for asking such questions. She was going to ask her father about all that Axel was saying, and if her father denied it, then she would stay away from Axel. However, realization dawned on her that if her father accepted it, then she would be caught in the middle of those two. Her father probably had reasons for hiding it away, and Axel would not give up on having her back in the family. With the look in his eyes, he was ready to go to any length.

Her mind was polluted with different thoughts that overwhelmed her. Either way, she pulled into her father’s mansion and parked in the lot.

“Thank goodness he hadn’t traveled back.”

“You should place your phone on record and fix some numbers on the emergency list,” her subconscious mind said to her. Tracy felt the instant urge to wave that aside, but something wasn’t letting her. She ended up obliging to it.

She placed her phone on record and fixed Axel, Hazel, and Alex’s numbers on the emergency list, then walked straight to her father’s room.

“Father…” Her soft voice filled the air as she walked into the room, shutting the door behind her. There was no one there.

She walked gently into the room and took a seat on the bed, waiting patiently for her father.

Ten minutes passed, and Tracy stood up and began to walk around the room, awaiting her father. She had no intention of searching her father’s room, but her eyes darted to a piece of paper lying on the table next to his wardrobe. She moved quietly to the table, her hand met the paper, and she picked it up, skimming through it. Her heart leaped, and she stared at the paper with shaky hands.

“How dare you invade my privacy?” Mr. Austin’s voice filled the air, and Tracy’s legs froze right on the spot. She turned instantly, and her eyes met the deadly sight of him.