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133. Cristo

Author: Hermajesty
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-25 23:12:16

~Alina’s POV~

The room felt colder the moment Nikita’s last insult left her tongue, but I swallowed the sting and kept my spine straight.

She wanted a reaction, a crack, a tremble, anything.

But she’d get nothing from me.

Not a single flinch.

Before I could even decide whether to breathe or roll my eyes, she snapped her fingers at one of the younger maids who’d been lurking nervously by the doorway.

“You,” Nikita barked. “Go call the Don. Tell him dinner is ready. Tell him I prepared it.”

The maid nearly tripped over herself as she fled.

Giulia and I exchanged a funny look.

Minutes crawled by slowly, each one stretching the tension thinner and thinner.

Then heavy footsteps echoed down the corridor.

My stomach fluttered despite myself.

Valentino walked in, his jacket slung over one shoulder, and sleeves rolled high enough to show the ink on his forearms.

He took a slow look around: the banquet, Giulia, then the feast, then, last, to Nikita glowing like a smug peacock.

He didn’t sm
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