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Soft Spot For Her

Author: Liy Lah
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-07 23:52:57

Damien's P.O.V

I shut my eyes, zoning out the moment he said 'We let him go'

Fuck! Williams had the guts to play me, my men, and even his fucking daughter. Now, I had to expand my search outside the city where I had no control.

That bastard knew exactly how to make my life hell.

I yanked open the safe, pulling out the documents I’d collected over the years. The sources included routes above and beyond the dorm.

I placed my map pointer on the possible location I suspected. Williams must be heading towards Rome or Milan. Rome was more populated, an easy hideout for a criminal like him, but, if I or any of my guys were to go after him, our presence could easily be detected.

Maybe, I should try talking with Don, someone who had control over Rome but what if Williams wasn't there?

What if he headed to Milan which on the other hand was Diego Reynolds' territory. Deigo was not someone I wanted to deal with. We were never in a good book. We have been in a long-term rivalry.

Diego and I had
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