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Damsel not in distress.

Aвтор: Censia
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Nirvana stared at the ceiling for a long moment, the silence around her pressing in like a weight she couldn’t shake off. Her fingers clenched the sheets. The same suffocating silence she had been drowning in since the hospital. Her father was gone, and she was trapped…again.

She sat up slowly, her mind replaying the same thought over and over.

I have to contact Uncle.

He was the only family left. The only one who might care… if he even did.

Sliding out of bed, she pulled on the oversized hoodie and padded barefoot toward the door. Her limbs felt too heavy, her throat dry, but she moved anyway. As she descended the stairs, her fingers brushed the railings like she was trying to anchor herself in the present.

Luna. I’ll ask Luna.

She walked into the sitting room and found Luna placing a tray of tea on the console. The older woman turned and softened when she saw her.

"Miss Castillo," she greeted gently.

"Luna… do you have your phone?" Nirvana asked, voice hoarse.

Luna hesitated, glanci
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  • NIRVANA:THE MAFIA'S WILD SIN    THE TOUCH OF A MAFIA GOD.

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  • NIRVANA:THE MAFIA'S WILD SIN    Ghost?!

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  • NIRVANA:THE MAFIA'S WILD SIN    SNAKES THAT WEAR FUR

    "You dare compare me to Jolene again and I swear, Darius, I'll do more than just speak in riddles."The words slipped through Jezara’s ruby-painted lips with venom so subtle it chilled the sun-drenched room in the Voltaire estate. She stood by the window in all black…satin gloves, a fur stole draped over her shoulder, and that damn wide-brimmed hat that cast her eyes in shadow like the villain she refused to admit she was. But Darius saw her. He always had.“Careful,” Darius warned coldly, adjusting the cufflinks of his pristine suit. “You’re not on a stage.”Jezara scoffed, dragging one heel against the white marble. “You always had a flair for dramatics, didn’t you? Like your beloved sister.”He flinched at the name…Jolene. The sister she’d murdered slowly, piece by piece, with jealousy sharp enough to gut a heart.“I don’t have time for riddles,” he said. “What do you want, Jezara?”She turned, the corner of her lip curled. “Castillo Holdings.”Darius blinked. “Excuse me?”“You hea

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