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"No," he looked directly at me, a mocking expression on his face, "But I don't need forever. I need enough time." "For what?" "For Raphael." My stomach dropped to my feet. Leone smiled, "The moment his feet touch Philadelphia soil, we take him." "No," the word came out before I could stop it,
Leone glanced at him. Dad turned his phone's screen toward Leone, "Tell me it doesn't mean what I..." Leone's eyes moved over the message and the color drained from his face. I watched the change happen. His eyes moved across the screen again. His mouth tightened, "The Council. They've called a
"You were always going to inherit everything," he said, "You and Gio Jr. Fifty-fifty. The Syndicate. The businesses. The territory. Every alliance and every piece of power I've built. And the organ trade." "You wanted me to run this." "Yes." I stared at him as if I were seeing a stranger, "After
Dad's shoulders sank slightly. He closed his eyes for a moment, then let out a slow breath, "Yes," he said quietly. "Unfortunately... it was all a lie." There was remorse in his eyes, but it wasn't for the lives he'd destroyed. It was for the fact that his precious research had failed. The anger c
My throat tightened, "So this was your care?" I gestured around the room, "This?" "I wanted you to have every advantage." "Are you serious?" I looked at the broken phone in my hand, "You call this an advantage?" "I wanted you to be better prepared than I was." I stared at him in disbelief, "You
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ I lunged for my phone again, "Give it to me!" Leone moved it out of reach. I grabbed his sleeve with both hands and pulled, "Leone, give me my fucking phone!" He didn't answer, his eyes were still on the screen, on Raphael's messages, on the hundreds of photographs I had sent. M
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
"You're even hotter than they said." "Please!" I sobbed, my face half-buried in the leaves, "Please, let me go! I didn't know... I didn't agree to this!" I tried to crawl forward, my fingers clawing at the mud, but he just laughed. It was a dark, mean sound. He grabbed the back of my black top and
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ "We’re moving in with Salvatore," Mom said. She said it while pouring juice, like she was just talking about the weather. I froze, my fork hovering halfway to my mouth. I didn't say anything at first, I just stared at her, the heat rising in my face until my skin felt tight. "No,
Raphael ━━ ⛓ ━━ "Five minutes are up," I whispered, flicking the safety off my bow, "The Void is open. Happy fucking hunting, gentlemen." With a surge of adrenaline, the men vanished into the trees, disappearing into the blackness I controlled. I stayed on the terrace for a moment, watching the

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