A Stolen Heart
To rescue a half-human toddler,
an enhanced immortal must decide
whether to entrust the boy to a perfect mortal family
or undertake the unthinkable: become a father himself...
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The Antonello Brothers Series
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A Stolen Heart is a full length novel set in the Antonello Brothers Science Fiction Romance series. The book is currently in progress.
The scene below is the critical moment of the story when Luc Saint-Cyr meets Senthys (Senth) Antonello for the first time. This massive, enhanced warrior turned businessman has the empire by the tail -- so long as no one finds out what Luc really is. Enter a tiny three-year-old boy running as if fleeing a monster, and that solid hold on all things "normal" quickly turns to mush. The teacher has showed up, and while Senth hides, Luc redirects her elsewhere...
After she left, Luc stepped back. "It's safe to come out now. She's gone."
Sticking one finger in his mouth, the boy crept forward, peeked around the door, and burst into tears.
Even Luc, whose experience with children could be recorded on his palm, could tell his cry reflected genuine relief. The boy had been terrified.
Monster chasing him indeed. What had that woman done?
The little one ran, but instead of heading for the door, he made a beeline for Luc and threw both arms around one of his legs, sobbing.
Children didn't run to him. They fled.
Imperturbable, Pietas had called him. Seeing him now, his king would guffaw.
Luc bent at the knees only enough to pat the boy on the head. "There, there."
The child cried harder.
What if the headmistress showed up and found him with a sobbing child? How did one coax a child to cease crying? Her office held no toys or distractions. This room was all business, a showcase for prospective clients, not children.
"Stop crying, little boy." He tacked on, "Please."
Wailing harder, the boy looked up at him, blue eyes red-rimmed.
Heart in his throat, Luc took stock.
A terrified child. Him.
That ratio was supposed to work only one way.
He showed up. Children ran.
Why didn't this one?
An adult with issues, Luc could handle. That was territory he knew. When one lived with Pietas, one became an expert out of necessity.
His training, both military and in business had taught him three steps. Identify the problem. Acknowledge the problem. Solve the problem.
All right. He knew the problem, so the solution was not to stand there like a dolt, but instead treat this little one with respect. Like a tiny adult.
Luc went down on one knee. "You're afraid." He stroked the mass of curly hair away from the boy's tear-soaked face. "It's okay. I promise, I won't let anyone hurt you."
Hiccupping, the boy reached up to him.
Back to awkward.