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Zamir Trian Cassano's Point of ViewA heavenly being standing amidst the lush greenery of the garden... And a mysterious figure walking beside her? “Who is that conniving scoundrel cackling with my beloved lady?” Inhaling deeply, my chest tightened as I turned to catch a glimpse of Lorenzo and Saint engaged in conversation behind me. As I interrupted, their eyes were fixed on the intricate map laid out before them. “Who's that obnoxious person hanging out with Claudia?” I asked again, but my eyes were met with disappointment. Lorenzo positioned himself right next to me and uttered his words. “Ah, behold the fresh-faced gardener, a newcomer to our midst. Their bodies were pressed tightly against each other, as if they were one entity. Yesterday, they hit the gym together, sweating it out side by side.” I felt a surge of anger as my eyebrows knitted together, the gardener's words making me want to snap his neck like a twig. But I knew that was an irrational thought, and besides, Cla
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Mafia Boss’ Indebted Slave Chapter 45: You Are My Life
Claudia Woods' Point of ViewA day had passed and Zamir hadn't woken up yet. The doctor said all his vitals are normal and nothing seemed to be wrong. His room was heavily guarded so that only people who's close to him could come in. I was worried, I don't trust the new doctor. I am being insane due to what happened to him and I couldn't even trust a specialist! Nevertheless, I just convinced myself that it's better if he stays asleep but not forever. Zamir barely rests and he doesn't even close his eyes for straight four hours and above. In the end, the only thing I did was to gaslight myself and keep my mind positive. "How's the organization so far?" Lorenzo asked whilst Saint and the three of us were inside the kitchen. Lisa prepared lunch for me but I have no appetite to eat it. "Was it really okay to talk about that when…" he then glanced at me. I saw it in my peripheral vision. "Don't worry about Miss Claudia. She's trusted and… the boss trusts her." Saint sat down beside
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Zamir Trian Cassano's Point of ViewThere are several reasons to be mad about it but I chose to silence my mouth. My men, who failed to come after that scumbag were doing their best to run after him again. However, after knowing he fle away from the country, I don't think I'd get a hold of him again. Nevertheless, I tried my best to do it at my end as well. Kasem wouldn't be able to go on the lose if I pull the trigger immediately. It's just, it took me for a long time doing that. "One thing kept on running through my mind. All of his men were present in that warehouse and we killed all of them. They are just around two hundred and above, aren't they?" I inquired. Saint, who's at the back, nodded his head. "Yes, boss. You are right." "Then how come there are still people who is still able to lift his hand and attacked us?!" I couldn't stop mhself from thundering my voice out, feeling stressed on things that happened. I nearly get unbalanced when that happened. The wound I got fr
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Claudia Woods’ Point of View There was a huge grin on my face the moment I woke up. Sticking with Zamir for a couple of days from the moment he was shot became a huge way for us to know each other. Apparently, he is not just a short-tempered and hot-headed type of person. He is also stubborn and I wonder if everyone already saw this side of him. Well, I find him funny, annoying as my patient and cute. “Had a good sleep?” Saint inquired with a huge teasing grin as Zamir and I entered the room together. “I should be the one asking that. How’s the first night with your woman though?” I retorted back with a wide grin. Saint arched his one eyebrow before Zamir pulled me beside him. “Don’t start a fight with him…” he murmured. “What? I’m not doing anything!” Saint is an asshole. He is far from Lorenzo and teasing me, making my blood boil, annoying the shit out of me without a reason are his habit. Well, Lorenzo and I could get along but I couldn’t see Saint and I being on good terms.
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