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Chapter 14 – The Dance of Hate

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The ballroom glows with golden chandeliers and the soft hum of dangerous men discussing business under the guise of elegance. Mia Romano hates every inch of it—the masks, the false smiles, the way every pair of eyes watches her as if she’s an object Mark has placed on display.

She stands at the edge of the crowd, hands clasped, jaw tight.

She can feel Mark’s presence without even looking. It’s like his gravity pulls at her skin—steady, calm, infuriating.

Then the music slows.

A luxurious waltz
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