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SHADOWS OF BLOOD AND DESIRE

last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-01-15 16:33:51
Dante’s POV

The docks burned like hellfire, flames devouring containers in roaring bursts, acrid smoke choking the fog-shrouded night. Viktor’s escape into the shadows left a void filled by chaos—Chen’s team securing the perimeter, Dmitri barking into a radio for reinforcements, Judge Morrison babbling confessions under custody. But my focus narrowed to Luca, his face pale under the orange glow, phone clutched like a grenade. That text—insinuating my involvement in his parents’ death—hung betw
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  • UNDER THE DON’S PROTECTION   BEYOND FOREVER

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  • UNDER THE DON’S PROTECTION   THE INFINITE LEGACY

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