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Serena’s Last Bargain

Author: Tamara Love
last update publish date: 2026-07-23 19:36:32

Julian’s POV

I stood there frozen, the tablet still gripped tight in my hand like it might shatter if I squeezed any harder. The hospital room felt smaller all of a sudden, the beeps from Lauren’s machines became louder in my ears. Vivian Moreau wasn’t just some scheming bitch pulling strings from the shadows. She was Dante Rossi’s fucking sister. Blood. The same blood that ran through the veins of the man I’d put in the ground months ago.

“Julian?” Lauren’s voice came soft but sharp, pulling
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