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I thought I had seen the worst life could throw at me. I genuinely thought I had. I thought the pain of abandonment and the horror of my sister’s death were the peak of human suffering. When I took that man’s gloved hand, after he had given me the power to exact my revenge, I wholeheartedly believed I had been granted salvation…though a violent and ugly redemption.

But man was I damn wrong.

The man who gave me freedom only put a tighter, more unbreakable leash back on my neck as he pulled me along with him with no escape. He hadn’t just taught me to kill my father, he was going to teach me to kill much, much more.

He drove me to his mansion and I was awestruck. It was beyond beautiful as I had never seen anything like this before in my entire life. It was built of dark stone, imposing but magnificent. Once we stepped out of the car, men in perfectly tailored suits immediately lined and greeted him.

"Boss." They chorused with fear.

I quickly learned he was a Giordano and currently th
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