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CHAPTER 36

Author: Naomi Oh
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-11 01:21:20

CHAPTER 36 - Mirabella’s POV

The sound of running water echoed faintly down the hallway, muffled by the penthouse’s thick walls. Somewhere in there, Giovanni was rinsing the blood from his skin from the incident earlier.

I won't lie, I was terrified. Skilled assassins were sent after me. I mean, who wouldn't be? And the only reason I agreed to come here with Giovanni is because I knew he was right. They didn’t get him the first time, so they'd definitely be back.

My eyes kept drifting to the place where his shirt had landed on the marble countertop, it was stiff with dried blood, his blood. I didn’t know if the knot in my stomach was from worry, adrenaline, or the lingering image of him standing between me and those bullets.

I needed to do something with my hands. Something normal. Something that didn’t involve thinking about the fact that the man I was now stuck with could have died on my fucking porch.

The kitchen was sleek, all black granite and stainless steel. It
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