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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: What Belongs to Me

Author: Wise. D
last update publish date: 2026-09-11 14:47:22

Jesse swallowed hard. Fear crept into his chest. Sit on his lap? In front of a room full of armed killers?

He gave Donato a look that clearly said, 'Have you lost your mind?' Jesse took a breath and pushed his fear aside and sat on Donato's lap.

The whole room went silent. The gesture alone was a clear insult to the entire Cascio.

Ginevra’s face contorted, her hands gripping the edge of the table until her knuckles turned white. She didn’t scream, but her voice shook with surprise and anger as
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