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Take Me To My Father

Auteur: Nessa
last update Date de publication: 2026-07-06 19:00:59

Rachel POV

It was the next day, very early in the morning, and I stood in front of the window watching the men downstairs preparing to leave. My gaze fixed on Damien.

He looked horrible.

Dark circles shadowed his eyes. His shoulders were tense, his movements slower than usual. He looked like he hadn't slept at all.

I felt bad.

But I couldn't afford to feel bad right now. He'd kept this from me, even if he didn't know. My mother was murdered. My father lied.

I needed an
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  • Caring For The Mafia Son   Take Me To My Father

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