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Agostino stared at the girl who was pressed against his chest.

Her eyelids were swollen shut and those cold sapphires were hidden behind. Something shifted in his gut and deep down he wanted to see her orbs once again.

"Enrico, take her to her room." He ordered, but the sentence went deaf on Enrico's ears.

Enrico didn't want to pick her up let alone touch her, afterall her whole soul was bathed in his father's blood and now Agostino's too. "You could just keep her here and I'm sure, when she'll wake up, she'll leave by herself." Sienna muttered, giving them a suggestion. Everyone, nodded however this didn't sit right with Agostino.

"Leave, all of you." He ordered.

"But Tino, why?"

He gave one dark look, almost telling them---'get-the-fuck-out-or-I'll-throw-you-myself.'

Slowly, one by one everyone left the room except Leonid. "She does resemble him in the most unique ways." The tone of his voice was unknown.

Agostino agreed. She did infact had the most resemblance to their father. She