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Chapter Fifteen

Author: Sal.Abk
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-13 02:34:55

Rino nods at him before leading me out of the hall and into a different room.

My heart hammers beneath my chest, knowing I’m about to seal my soul even tighter to Rino's.

We walk into the room to find six professionals, all clad in black suits—two women and four men.

I glance at Rino, wondering why everything seems so organized and serious for a contract. The last time we did this, only three people were present: myself, Rino, and Mario.

Uneasiness creeps in, especially with the unreadable and withdrawn look Rino wears—a stark contrast to the man he's been all day.

“Rino?” I call out pathetically, my voice barely above a whisper.

A flicker passes through his eyes, but it’s gone before I can decipher what it means.

Rino takes a seat on the opposite side of the table, and the rest of his supposed lawyers follow suit.

“Please sit, Mrs. Garcia,” one of the men says with a charming smile. It does nothing to calm my nerves.

I tell myself it’s just a simple gathering—the process is just bein
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