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Chapter 103

Author: DGorgeous1
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-29 04:41:30
Palazzo Marchesi hadn’t changed but a frigid dawn broke over it. Its ancient stones bathed in pale sunlight that barely touched the olive groves below.

The golden light still spilled across its marbled floors, the Mediterranean air still drifted in through lace-curtained windows, and the scent of old Sicilian citrus still clung to every wall.

But something was different inside it now.

Lucien stood at the center of his war room, an iron figure cloaked in black, his eyes fixed on the screens tracking international movements and encrypted calls.

Every breath he took was deliberate, every word spoken to Matteo or Anton clipped with authority.

His bullet wound, though healing, did not slow him. He refused painkillers. He refused sleep. He refused distraction.

And above all—he refused to let Seraphina out of his sight.

She could feel the walls closing in.

“You assigned two men outside my door again,” she said one morning, her voice cold. She stood at the window of their shared suite, arms fo
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