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Chapter Eighty-Seven  When Blood Cries…

مؤلف: Jennie N
last update تاريخ النشر: 2025-12-21 03:54:59

Lorenzo's POV

The plane touched down in Sardinia just as the sun melted behind the hills like wax from a broken candle. The sky glowed with a gold so deceptive, it made the bitter weight in my chest feel heavier. Sardinia had never felt this still. I hadn’t stepped foot on this island in years, not since the war with the Eastern cell. But I was back now, drawn by a quiet stirring I couldn't ignore.

Scales had called me that morning with a report that Elias II Fantasma—the mystery asset Antonion
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