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Chapter 45: I Want To Break You

Author: Oma Green
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-27 20:39:50

Gianna’s POV

I walked the length of the room for what felt like the hundredth time, fury rolling through me. Dante DeLuca, with all his arrogance, had actually ordered me to my room at breakfast, like he was the principal and I was the disobedient student. What angered me most was that I had to agree, when every part of me wanted to yell fuck off, walk out, and never look back. Then he stomped out, leaving me to wait on him like a servant, trapped in a pretty room for over an hour.

At first, I thought he’d come up quickly, ready to scold me about daring to ask Bruno personal questions. I even rehearsed what I’d say, turning lines over in my head a dozen times. But the door never opened. He was nowhere. Probably out there doing whatever shady mafia business he did.

I’d tried once to step outside, only to find Alfonso planted at the door, solid as a wall. The man didn’t even move, and I knew he’d run to Dante with the news the second I tried anything. Which meant I had no choice but
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