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No Mercy

Author: Chara
last update publish date: 2026-07-29 15:38:23

Nadia's Pov

The silence was deafening.

I stood in the center of the dining room, surrounded by the cold stares of Dimitrio's men. Their eyes were fixed on me, judgmental and cruel, like I was some kind of insect they wanted to crush beneath their heels. I could feel the weight of their gazes pressing down on me, suffocating me, making it hard to breathe.

I had never felt so humiliated.

"Dimitrio," I said, my voice shaking. "Please.."

"I told you not to call me that." His voice was ice, cu
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  • SOLD TO THE RUTHLESS MAFIA LORD   Watching and Waiting

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  • SOLD TO THE RUTHLESS MAFIA LORD   The Don's Wife

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