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Chapter 90: Brielle's POV

Author: Favihann
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-26 19:08:17

It was almost noon when I woke up to Valerie balancing a bowl of cereal on her knee while humming off-tune to some obnoxious pop song.

“Sleeping beauty arises,” she said without looking up from her phone. “Ace left a couple hours ago. Said not to wake you unless the house was burning.”

I blinked at the ceiling. “Do you always start your mornings like this?”

“Only when I’m staying in a mobster’s mansion and pretending this is a reality show.”

I groaned and rolled out of bed. “Don’t tell me you’ve been scrolling mafia Twitter again.”

“Oh, it’s worse now. Someone made an edit of you with glowing red eyes and the caption ‘the storm in silk.’”

I paused mid-stretch. “Okay, that’s kind of badass.”

“Right? I saved it.”

I was halfway to the bathroom when I heard a soft knock at the door. It creaked open, and Isobel peeked in.

“Can I come in?”

“Sure,” I said, brushing hair out of my face.

She shut the door behind her and leaned against it. “Ace wants you to go see Mr. Wallace.”

I frowned. “My d
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