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87. Shadows Strike Back

Author: Lily's Ecstasy
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-08-23 04:40:36

Chapter 87: Shadows Strike Back

LUCIAN’S POV

Rain lashed the floor-to-ceiling windows of my new condo, a sleek hideout tucked in Miami’s Brickell district, bought in cash, off the books, a fortress no one—not Marco, not Viktor, and the FBI—knew existed. I stood by the glass, my silk robe hanging open, my chest bare, the Cuban cigar’s smoke curling from my lips, it’s bitter tang sharp on my tongue. My eyes traced the city’s neon veins, my heart heavy, Ethan’s words from days ago clawing my mind: Marco’s betraying you. He’s working with Viktor Salazar, he’s feeding them the information they can use to lock you up.

Marco, my brother, my shadow, my right hand for more than a decade, plotting with Viktor to gut my syndicate, my docks, my millions. The shock still burned, a knife in my gut, my fingers tightening on the cigar, my jaw clenching as rain streaked the glass. I’d trusted him, shared cigars, wars, secrets, looked past his jealousy, his glances at Ethan. Now, betrayal. My chest ach
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