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CHAPTER 80

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Dante Moretti

The ash from my cigar dropped into the crystal tray, a soft hiss rising as it met the cooled surface. I leaned back in my leather chair, the scent of aged tobacco and imported cologne heavy in the air. The room was dim, the only light coming from the security feeds flickering on the monitors in front of me. Every corner of my estate—guarded, calculated, flawless.

Calm. Silent. Organized.

That’s the way I had built my empire—one layer of control over another, until there was no chaos left. Only obedience. Only order. I didn’t deal in chances or hope. I dealt in facts, in leverage, in shadows that answered to my name.

But tonight, the edges of that perfect illusion began to crack.

My phone buzzed once, the vibration sharp against the glass table. I didn’t look at it immediately. I hated interruptions. Especially when I was enjoying a rare moment of peace. But something about the silence afterward made the back of my neck prickle.

I reached for the phone and checked the me
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  • SHADOW OF VOW'S   CHAPTER 80

    Dante Moretti The ash from my cigar dropped into the crystal tray, a soft hiss rising as it met the cooled surface. I leaned back in my leather chair, the scent of aged tobacco and imported cologne heavy in the air. The room was dim, the only light coming from the security feeds flickering on the monitors in front of me. Every corner of my estate—guarded, calculated, flawless.Calm. Silent. Organized.That’s the way I had built my empire—one layer of control over another, until there was no chaos left. Only obedience. Only order. I didn’t deal in chances or hope. I dealt in facts, in leverage, in shadows that answered to my name.But tonight, the edges of that perfect illusion began to crack.My phone buzzed once, the vibration sharp against the glass table. I didn’t look at it immediately. I hated interruptions. Especially when I was enjoying a rare moment of peace. But something about the silence afterward made the back of my neck prickle.I reached for the phone and checked the me

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