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44~ Ownership or?

Author: Ahsia Risan
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-28 18:42:04

Rafael’s POV

Nathan’s stare lingered on me longer than usual with his brows furrowing just slightly, his jaw tight as if he was waiting for me to change my mind and to realize the absurdity of what I was asking. And maybe if I were anyone else, I would have. Maybe I’d have questioned myself and wondered if I had finally lost it or if the years of blood and violence had finally corroded whatever shred of sanity remained inside me.

Because this? This was not how things were done. It had never been how things were done. Anyone who came into this warehouse tied up never walked out of it again. That was the unspoken rule and the law carved into the foundaation of this place also one that had been followed without exception for years. But Marco was different.

Not because he deserved mercy -NO that bastard deserved every agony imaginable but because death was too easy. Death was a release and a way out and he hadn’t earned that privilege yet. Not by a fucking long shot and one thing I know
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