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Chapter 16: Your wife or Your Life

作者: Smooth Talker
last update 公開日: 2025-12-23 01:18:46

Ravenna searched the water blindly for the chip and she found it. The chip had gone off when she was being manhandled by Don Pedro's men.

"Lady Ravenna, make sure this chip is beeping. Only you can hear the little beep."

"Why are you inserting a chip in my hair? Am I disappearing ?"

"Your safety is very important to Don Diego, and if that's going to be possible, you've got to have this chip. When it's on, Don Diego will know and see exactly what's happening to you at any time."

"But I am not g
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    The heavy iron door of the mansion’s underground tunnel holding the cell screeched on its hinges as Diego stepped inside. The air was thick with the copper stench of blood and damp concrete.Mariana hung by her wrists, her hands bound tightly to the rusted chains suspended from the ceiling. Her designer dress was torn, streaked with grease and dirt from the warehouse floor. Her face was swollen, but when her eyes adjusted to the dim light and landed on Diego, her lips pulled back into a bitter, blood-stained sneer."Back for more, Don?" she spat, her deep voice raspy from crying and screaming. "Or did your little saint send you down here to finish the job?"Diego didn't answer immediately. He adjusted the cuffs of his dark shirt, his face an unreadable slab of marble. The raw panic from earlier; the sheer terror of almost losing Luca and Luna, had hardened back into the cold, lethal precision that had made him feared across the entire continent."Santiago is dead," Diego said softly,

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    The morning light filtered through the half-drawn curtains, casting a golden haze over their tangled bodies. Ortega hadn’t moved far from Ravenna all night. He kept her wrapped in his arms, still buried deep inside her even after they’d both drifted into exhausted, sated sleep. Now, as consciousness returned, he pressed soft kisses along her shoulder, his hand lazily stroking the curve of her hip.“You’re mine,” he murmured again, voice husky with lingering emotion. “Every inch of you.”Ravenna smiled, turning her face into his chest. “And you’re mine, Ortega Finally.”They lingered like that for a while; lazy touches, quiet laughter, the kind of peace that had returned after month that it had been stolen, after nearly a year of denial and danger. Eventually, the sounds of small feet pattering down the hallway pulled them apart with reluctant smiles.“Mamá! Papá!” came the bright voices of their twins five-year-old Luca and Luna. The door burst open and the children tumbled in, still

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