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Filth your son wants.

Author: Censia
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"You’re filth."

The deep voice sliced through the air, stopping Noel mid-step as he carried a tray of drinks. The sound of a glass clinking against the floor followed, but Noel barely heard it.

His blood turned ice cold.

Slowly, he lifted his head, and there..standing in the middle of the restaurant, dressed in an immaculately tailored suit…was Ramón De Luca.

Noel’s stomach dropped.

The powerful crime boss. The man who built an empire with blood and steel. The man Vincenzo feared.

The restaurant fell into a tense silence as whispers began spreading like wildfire. The waiters froze. Customers turned in their seats. Even the manager, a usually loud and commanding man, hesitated to interfere.

Noel forced himself to swallow the lump in his throat. Not here. Not now.

"Sir, if you need something, I can get a waiter…"

"I don’t need a fucking waiter," Ramón cut him off coldly. His dark eyes glinted with disgust. "I need you to get out of my son’s life."

Noel exhaled sharply. So this was it.

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