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125. Summoned

Author: Hermajesty
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-07 19:28:11

~Alina’s POV~

The whispers of a cultist group called the Bloodhounds had been growing louder, their name staining every corner of the underworld.

Their cruelty, silent killings, and the way they moved through cities like shadows were enough to unsettle even the most powerful of men.

Every week, someone new disappeared, and every family feared their reach.

I rose slowly, slipping my hand into Valentino’s. His grip was steady and warm, the kind that always made me feel safe even when everything around us wasn’t.

I tried to smile. “Let’s get this meeting over with.”

He looked down at me, and for the first time that morning, a faint grin touched his lips.

“Now,” he said softly. “That’s my Donna speaking.”

We didn’t waste time after that.

A few minutes later, we were ready to leave.

Valentino had changed into his usual black shirt and trousers, the kind of outfit that made people move out of his way without a word.

His sleeves were rolled up, showing the veins and tattoos along his forearm
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