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Nikolai's POV

The president reached for a remote control sitting beside his leather-bound agenda. The wall-mounted screen behind his desk flickered to life, casting an unnatural glow across the room’s mahogany panels.

“There’s something you both need to see,” he said, his voice carrying the careful neutrality of a man delivering terminal news.

I recognized the parking garage immediately. The concrete pillars, the fluorescent lighting, the security camera angle that captured everything in stark black and white. My stomach dropped before the timestamp even appeared in the corner: three weeks ago, 11:47 PM.

Gabriel leaned forward in his chair. “When did this happen?”

I couldn’t respond. On screen, I watched myself enter the frame with purposeful strides. Elena appeared moments later, her face clear despite the grainy quality. What followed was a methodical execution—my hands around her throat, her futile struggles, the precise moment when her body went limp.

“Recently,” I managed to answ
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Why more repeat chapter already read that maybe 2 chapters ago. Let us wait for the nxt one than have to repeat chapters.
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    Adrian Pov The neon lights of Club Pink blurred into streaks of electric blue and magenta as I stumbled through the crowded entrance, my head still spinning from Leonardo’s revelations. The bass from the sound system pounded through the floor and up into my chest, each beat matching the chaotic rhythm of my thoughts. I needed to disappear, to drown out the competing voices in my head that kept replaying two different versions of my mother’s death.*She was a spy who abandoned you.* *She died protecting you.* *She loved Leonardo.* *She was loyal to Liliana.*The contradictions circled in my mind like vultures, picking apart every certainty I’d ever held about my identity, my family, my place in this world of blood and betrayal. I pushed through the sweating bodies on the dance floor, ignoring the curious looks from people who recognized me. The last thing I needed was to end up in tomorrow’s gossip columns, but I was beyond caring about appearances.The bartender at Club Pink knew me

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    Adrian Pov The neon lights of Club Pink blurred into streaks of electric blue and magenta as I stumbled through the crowded entrance, my head still spinning from Leonardo’s revelations. The bass from the sound system pounded through the floor and up into my chest, each beat matching the chaotic rhythm of my thoughts. I needed to disappear, to drown out the competing voices in my head that kept replaying two different versions of my mother’s death.*She was a spy who abandoned you.* *She died protecting you.* *She loved Leonardo.* *She was loyal to Liliana.*The contradictions circled in my mind like vultures, picking apart every certainty I’d ever held about my identity, my family, my place in this world of blood and betrayal. I pushed through the sweating bodies on the dance floor, ignoring the curious looks from people who recognized me. The last thing I needed was to end up in tomorrow’s gossip columns, but I was beyond caring about appearances.The bartender at Club Pink knew me

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