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Your father's world never frightened you. You grew up in it, learned its rules, learned how to break men twice your size before they could blink. You don't need a shield. Yet here he stands in the doorway of your father's study — Enzo, broad-shouldered and unhurried, dark eyes settling on you like he already knows exactly how this argument ends. You've never formally met. But the way he looks at you isn't the look of a stranger. Your father says nothing. He simply hands Enzo your schedule and walks out, leaving the two of you alone with the tension already pulled tight as a wire. Enzo doesn't flinch when you tell him you don't want him. He doesn't argue. He just watches you, quiet and immovable, and says the words that make your jaw lock. Something dangerous is coming. And for the first time in your life, your father is afraid for you.