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CHAPTER 8 — The Silent House

ผู้เขียน: J. Cross
last update วันที่เผยแพร่: 2026-07-17 08:57:53

Bela

“FORGIVE ME, Signorina…”

Maria’s voice was trembling as she frantically rearranged the silver on the table. She wouldn’t look at me. Her hands moved with a chaotic speed that betrayed her terror.

“An old woman’s mind playing tricks,” she quickly added. “It was… a habit from the old days at the estate. A slip of the tongue.”

“A habit? That’s impossi

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  • Master of Her Sins   Chapter 43 — The Rival’s Move

    BelaTHE PRIVATE elevator doors opened at two in the afternoon without any warning.I was standing near the hall console, wiping down the marble table, when six heavily armed Moretti guards poured out into the lobby.They immediately took positions near the exits, their machine guns held across their dark suits.Behind them walked Don Bernardo Moretti.Beside him was a tall, handsome man in a midnight-blue suit. He looked to be in his early thirties, with dark, gentle eyes, tan skin, and a calm, polite posture that made him stand out completely among the armed mob.Alessandra rushed out from the master suite, her face lighting up with genuine joy. “Papa!”“Alessandra, my sweet girl,” Don Bernardo said, kissing both her cheeks before turning to the man beside him. “I brought a distinguished guest with me today. This is Signor Alejandro Vance. He runs the largest luxury cruise liner fleet in the Mediterranean. We are discussing a broad shipping partnership for the syndicate’s expanding

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    SebTHE SILENCE of the penthouse at three in the morning was a fragile, dangerous thing.Alessandra was sound asleep in the master suite, her face soft, her breathing heavy with the fine wine she drank every evening to drown her suspicions.I stood in the narrow concrete service corridor behind the kitchen, my dark sweater blending into the shadows. In my right hand, I held three small, ordinary objects that had taken me two weeks to procure through Matteo’s private black-market channels.A heavy iron key, cut to fit the deadbolts of the basement service exit.A slender hairpin, painted matte black, made of flexible, reinforced surgical steel that could puncture a neck artery or pick a standard tumbler lock.A thin, folded slip of waterproof paper written in the old Southern cipher.I pushed the low wooden door of the pantry room open without making a sound.The small, windowless room was cold and smelled of damp plaster and clean soap. Bela lay on her narrow cot, her small body curled

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