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Chapter 60

Author: Christie Bassey
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-26 14:27:40

LUCA

I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling.

Sleep wouldn’t come. My body was heavy, exhausted, but my mind wouldn’t shut off.

Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Riot’s face.

I heard the bastard’s voice.

I thought about Valerie, about the boy, about how fast things were spiraling.

I closed my eyes, forced my shoulders to relax, and tried to rest for an hour.

I knew the Alvarado Cartel wouldn't kill the boy. They just couldn't.

But I couldn't relax. I sat up and rubbed a hand down my face.

Someone knocked on my door.

I jumped out of bed like I had been waiting for that distraction.

When I opened the door, Pietro and Leonard stood there. One look at their faces, and I knew I was in for a long night. Neither of them looked happy.

“They’re here,” Pietro said.

I nodded and turned back inside. I grabbed a shirt from the chair, pulled it on without buttoning it, and ran a hand through my hair.

“Wait in my office,” I muttered as I stepped past them.

They left in one direction, but I turned the
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  • Signed To The Mafia King   Chapter 156

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  • Signed To The Mafia King   Chapter 155

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  • Signed To The Mafia King   Chapter 152

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