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Aria’s POVMy heart seemed to be pounding in my ears. I felt like we’d just reached a dead end, and I hated it. Everything we’ve sacrificed to come here would be for nothing!Just then, the overhead lights came on, flooding the space with a harsh, sterile glow. I blinked, adjusting to the brightnes
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Aria’s POVVincent pulled out an electronic tablet, tapping through files in silence. After a few moments, he reached into his jacket and produced a sleek data stick, using it to save the data.Samuel, Drake, and I watched in silence, waiting patiently. Finally, after several minutes, Vincent hande
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The idea left a sinking feeling in my stomach. “So, either it’s Shane being Shane, or it’s Lucciano trying to break into a new market… or both.”We looked toward the trader. “Isn’t there any information about this, like who’s really giving such orders to Troy?”Vincent shrugged. “No such records.”
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Victor’s POVEach word coming through the device felt like a punch. Troy turned out to be a pawn in something much darker. And Shane—how far was she willing to go? Revenge, greed, some twisted combination of both? It seemed like there was nothing she wouldn’t do to get what she wanted.Unbelievable.
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Victor’s POVI checked my watch. It was getting quite late. They were supposed to have come out. A prickling anxiety grew in my chest, tightening with each passing moment, as I glanced at the small receiver for the listening device I’d placed on Aria. Nothing. Just static. I adjusted the dial, che
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Victor’s POVI straightened, keeping my eyes fixed on a group of well-dressed men and women clustered around the bar. Their laughter was loud, carefree, the kind of confidence that only came with serious wealth—or the illusion of it. Among them was a familiar face, someone I recognized from business
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Aria’s POVSamuel, Drake, and I made our way through the narrow hallway leading out from the trading area, footsteps echoing softly against the tiled floor. We were almost at the exit when a staff member in a sharp black suit stepped into our path. “Excuse me, sir,” he said, addressing Samuel. “It’
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Aria’s POVThe staff member stood there, giving me a slightly puzzled look.“Oh, I… got a bit lost,” I said, giving him a tight smile. “I thought this was, uh, the bathroom. Then the door locked behind me.”The man glanced over my shoulder, scanning the room briefly before nodding. “The storage room
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