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Chapter 67: Lloyd is back

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last update Last Updated: 2025-10-14 18:35:22

Alessia’s POV

The words sliced through me like a knife. I felt my jaw tighten, my nails digging into my palms.

“You don’t get to talk about him like that,” I said, my voice lower, steadier than I felt.

But Lloyd didn’t back down. His eyes held mine, calm and merciless. “I’m not insulting him, Alessia. I’m telling you the truth. Alessandro is brave, maybe too brave. But bravery gets people killed in this world. And if he keeps digging into the Morettis, into whatever web he thinks he’s unraveling—he won’t just get himself killed. He’ll drag you into it too.”

“Don’t,” I snapped.

The word came out sharper than I meant, slicing through the air between us. My voice had an edge I didn’t quite recognize, but maybe that was fitting. I was past the point of pleasantries.

“You don't know anything about my brother. So don't say shit about him when you don't know him.”

Lloyd leaned back, one brow arched as though I had just told him the punchline to a joke. “I don’t know anything about him, Ales
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