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Chapter 33: The Brother’s Pact

Author: Alexis389
last update publish date: 2026-07-18 17:50:32

I stayed in my room after the meeting, the weight of Father’s decree was pressing down on me. The Valenti marriage felt like chains tightening around my neck. I paced the floor, mind spinning with anger and fear. My thoughts of Killian was the only thing keeping me sane. His touch. His words. His claim on me. But I couldn’t see him now. The pact demanded distance.

Hours later, I heard voices in the hallway. Dante, Marco, and Enzo. They were meeting privately in the small library down the hall.
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