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67 – A worm drawn to rot

作者: Tamires Coelho
last update 最終更新日: 2025-08-28 09:48:22

Vincenzo heard muffled noises from the apartment: hurried footsteps, furniture being dragged, perhaps a door slammed shut quickly.

He clenched his eyes shut, took a deep breath, and fought the urge to break everything down at once.

The door creaked open slowly, revealing Henri.

His cold eyes met Vincenzo’s with defiance, as if every fiber of his being was determined to block him from crossing that threshold.

“What the hell are you doing here, Vincenzo?” Henri demanded, his voice laced with irritation, forcing firmness though his eyes betrayed uneasy.

“Saving myself the trouble of picking flowers for your funeral,” Vincenzo replied, a wicked smile ghosting his lips. “And trust me, Henri, I hate wasting time on trivial details.”

Ignoring the barrier his brother tried to impose, Vincenzo strode into the apartment, the clash of their shoulders marking the confrontation between them.

“Good night, was it? Shame the morning’s already looking like a disaster,” Vincenzo remarked, just as Henri
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