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Chapter 25 - The Black Market Fortress

Penulis: Lissy
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Valentina’s POV

I stood on the edge of it, arms resting against the railing of our room—the master suite in the Ricchezza beach villa perched on the Al-Faw Peninsula, where the Persian Gulf kissed the horizon in bruised shades of blue.

I was watching the sunrise wrapped in a cozy robe as it painted the ocean in faint shades of blushed pink, pale gold, and soft coral.

The waves lapped soothingly against the shore.

My slippers padded softly against the marble floor, and the warm breeze tugged at me as if trying to pull me back inside.

Raffaele had been gone for almost a month now.

I told myself it was a relief. That I welcomed the silence, the space, the absence of his piercing gaze and maddening precision.

But the void he left behind said otherwise. The bed felt colder without his warmth.

I hated the way he made me feel.

I wanted to resent him, wanted him to grate on my nerves the way he used to—but the more I got to know him, the worse it became.

God, I must look like an abandoned
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