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2025-09-14 08:00:44CATALINA'S PERSPECTIVE
LIBRERIA FIORETTA MORETTI'S PLANNED DAY The barrel pressed beneath my chin, cold enough to sting. His grip on my wrist tightened as though I were a doll meant to be shaken and used. I let my body tremble once more, one last courtesy to their ignorance. Then I moved. My hand shot up, seizing the gun, twisting hard. His wrist gave way with a wet snap, the weapon sliding neatly into my palm. The scream ripping from his throat drowned beneath the thunder of my shot, the bullet tearing through his companion’s skull before he even blinked. The two by the door never had the chance. Nikolai dropped them both, clean, efficient, no hesitation. Outside, two more bursts of gunfire. Then silence. My men had done their part. But not all would die today. The fool who dared to touch me was still breathing, clutching the wreck of his wrist, blood soaking through his sleeve. His fac
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