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CHAPTER TWENTY - EIGHT ; Monte Calos — Don  Isandro’s  Fury

Author: OPRAH JAE
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Back at Monte Carlos, Don Isandro paced the length of his dim office like a storm trapped in a small room. The air felt heavy with anger, anger that clawed at the walls, anger that tasted like metal on his tongue. His jaw was clenched so tightly a faint pulse throbbed along the side of his face.

He slammed his fist against the desk.

How had Elena escaped?

He had planned everything down to the last detail. Every move, every threat, every means of control. In his mind, she was already tied to his world, bound to him in a way she would never break away from. He had imagined her staying under his authority, becoming a symbol of his power, someone he could present to others to reinforce how untouchable he was.

But she slipped away. Because of Harry.

That name burned him from the inside out.

Harry had walked into Monte Carlos with nothing but a forged marriage certificate and a determination Don never expected. He underestimated him terribly. To Don, Harry had simply been a city man with to
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