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The painting (2)

Author: Melaniewrites
last update publish date: 2026-10-30 23:55:42

NINE MONTHS AGO

“Your brother promised me a painting that has been passed down in your family for generations in exchange for Viktor’s location and my father’s men.” I told Nico when I saw him.

He was apparently a very busy man and only came to the house to shower, strategize with his brothers, and leave. Samson was ecstatic when he learned I would be getting married to Nico instead of Nero.

He hated Nico more than anything and he wanted revenge. Too bad I wasn’t engaged to Nero. I would have m
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