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chapter 173

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POV: Isabella

"Say it plainly, Salvatore. No more careful phrasing, no more decades of silence dressed up as loyalty." My voice trembled slightly, though I refused to let exhaustion soften the demand.

Salvatore sat heavily across from us, his hands folded tightly enough that his knuckles had gone pale. "Two years ago, a woman I had never met before approached me privately, claiming to represent interests connected to the original arrangement between the Rossaro and Conti families. She told me s
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