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Chapter 20

Penulis: Leah Al
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*Bianca's POV*

The silence in the estate had changed.

It wasn't peace. It was waiting.

Clara wouldn't look me in the eyes. The guards stood a little straighter when I passed. My father hadn't spoken to me since the night of the gathering. Even Matteo was unusually quiet-his gaze lingering too long, like he was sizing me up.

And Alessandro....

He was everywhere and nowhere.

He didn't speak to me. Didn't walk behind me like usual. But I felt him. I always did. Like a storm humming beneath stone.

It had been two days since I slipped out.

Two days since I returned with answers that tasted like gasoline on my tongue.

My mother wanted to run. The Russians were involved. And someone inside my father's circle was a threat.

But I needed more. I needed proof.

So I set my trap.

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The café in downtown Palermo was small, tucked between a bookstore and a jeweler, both run by old allies of the Romano family. Safe enough to attr
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