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INSPECTED. CLEARED. The Capone guards had gone through every single thing inside before allowing it anywhere near me. If there had been a phone. It would've been taken. If there had been a tracking device. It would've disappeared. If there had been anything dangerous. I never would've seen this bo
Her fingers reached for my hand. They barely brushed my sleeve before I stepped back. She froze, "I'm sorry," her voice cracked, "I'm really—" "No." I shook my head once, "No." She stared at me, her hand still hanging between us. "This..." I motioned quietly between the two of us, "This is what
"Done." Just one word, no bargaining, no conditions. He didn't even ask questions. "I'll see to it personally. They'll be safe. You have my word." I could hear people laughing somewhere behind me. Children were shouting over a game. It sounded so normal that it almost felt unreal. "When I do th
Capone soldiers were everywhere. No one would get anywhere near the family. It was impossible. I stayed a few steps behind everyone else. They had gotten used to me wandering off. As long as I stayed inside the secured building, nobody seemed worried. My eyes wandered across the lobby until they
I nodded slowly, "They never locked you back in the cell?" "No," he looked between all of us, "Then he started asking about Gianna." My attention sharpened. "What exactly did he ask?" Vincenzo spoke for the first time. Ciro looked toward him immediately, "He wanted to know whether she was safe.
"Exactly." His accent wrapped around every word, "You dance from here," he tapped his temple,."You need to dance from here," he pressed a hand over his chest, "Again." I wanted to throw myself into the fountain. Instead I walked back to my starting mark. The music floated softly from the portabl
Waiting. For heartbreak. For regret. For grief. Nothing came. Only relief. And for the first time since his name had appeared on my screen... I smiled. ──━⊰ 𓆙 ⊱━── The office floor hummed around me. Monitors glowed from every direction. Lines of code scrolled endlessly across screens. Pho
Leone shifted his grip, locking his wrist against mine, securing us together, "Never." The car slowed down, Leone steered us into the parking lot of an old, abandoned diner. The sign on the roof was rusted, the neon letters of LUNCH hanging crookedly by a few black wires. The white paint on the w
I didn't answer. I just watched Gianna take a bite of a strawberry that Mr. Dental Model was practically feeding her. I felt a surge of heat go up my neck. My fingers were itching. My heart was thumping a rhythm that had nothing to do with logic and everything to do with the way she was looking at h







