Chapter 34: Shadows at the Table
The warmth of human skin startled him, and he inhaled sharply.
The source was likely one of his guards, Ragar or Georgio who are standing silently behind him.
However, that fleeting moment of warmth was enough to dispel the dark thoughts that had begun to take root in his mind.
Rocco reminded himself that he wasn't entirely alone in this room filled with enemies.
He had his real family standing with him—not one bound by blood, but a family he could trust more deeply than any relative connected by lineage.
His lips curved into a faint, almost imperceptible smile as he lowered his gaze briefly.
Thank you, he thought silently to Ragar and Georgio, their presence rekindling the confidence within him.
Straightening his back, he raised his head.
Let's be focus. Think about all the effort that has led to this day, he told to himself.