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Chapter 20: The Lover
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2026-10-07 20:41:54
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The Mafia Boss’s Secret Wife Chapter 20: The Lover
Elena’s POVThe lock clicked shut behind me, the sound tiny and pathetic against the velvet hush of the corridor.My spine went rigid against the dark wood of the door. Dante didn't shift in the armchair. He didn't lift the gun resting against his thigh, but the sheer weight of his presence held me pinned to the threshold as effectively as iron chains. In the amber wash of the hallway sconces, his eyes were sunken, dark hollows gouged into bone, burning with a lethal combination of grief and cold, predatory calculation."Five years, Elena," he murmured, his voice scraping low like grinding stone. "I tore cities apart looking for you. I spent three months drowning the docks in blood because I thought one of my rivals had buried you in concrete. And all this time... you had her.""I had to protect her," I whispered, the words trembling off my lips, useless against the immense shadow of his rage. "Look at what happened tonight, Dante. Look at what Lorenzo did! That is your world. That ha
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