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Chapter 27 – Beneath the Smoke

Author: Ella Mahmud
last update publish date: 2025-11-03 02:16:42

Morning came late to the D’Angelo estate.

The mansion stood bruised and quiet, smoke curling faintly from the wreckage at the far end of the gardens. The scent of gunpowder and blood lingered in the air, mixing with the chill of dawn.

Elena hadn’t slept. Not a second.

She sat on the edge of the velvet couch in the safe room, hands clasped, heart still echoing with the gunshots from the night before. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw flashes — Adrien dragging one of his men to cover, his v
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