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Crazy Russian Beauty.

Author: Liy Lah
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-27 23:46:00

Skylo’s P.O.V

This whole damn search for Damien had been insane, and I was fucking close to losing my goddamn mind at this point.

I and the rest of men had scoured every inch of the city, from the shadiest hideouts to the underground stations.

We’d checked every possible location the boss could be—Raphael’s house, the warehouse, the safehouses, even his personal penthouse, but there was still no clue not trace of him.

Nothing.

And the worst part? His phone was still ringing, which should’ve been a relief, if he wasn't ignoring my damn calls.

Boss would never ignore my call.

Not unless he was dead or pulling some reckless, stupid shit. And knowing him, it was always the latter.

I ground my teeth, my fingers twitching at my sides as I stood in the middle of the bustling streets, totally confused.

Something wasn't right, something was really fucking wrong.

I ran a hand through my hair, inhaling sharply, about to bark out orders to the men still stationed across the city when—
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