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Chapter 64

Autor: Michy Gaza
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Damian’s eyes went dead cold.

Nikolai’s voice sharpened into a blade.

“I expected a scary mafia king,” he said. “Not a loser in a wheelchair.”

That struck Damian hard.

Harder than bullets.

Harder than betrayal.

Harder than grief.

Because it wasn’t just an insult.

It was a mirror.

A tiny mirror held up by a child who didn’t fear him… showing Damian exactly what he’d become.

Damian’s hands gripped the wheelchair arms until his knuckles went white.

His voice came out low.

“You little...”

Nikolai c
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