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Chapter 57 - Valerio Sera

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The silence following their confrontation lingered over the suite like smoke. Valerio had not returned since the early morning, and Sera perched on the edge of the bed, her knees tucked up to her chest, the robe slipping down her shoulder slightly. The events of the day before rumbled through her mind like a clap of thunder: the betrayal, the fear, the lust, and the truth she had not been willing to embrace.

Her phone buzzed.

A message from Matteo, the bodyguard Valerio had sent.

**Stay indoors. Don't open the door to anyone. He's on it.**

Her heart sank. That meant the threat hadn't passed. She didn't want to think about how many corpses already littered the ground.

The darkness fell softly, veiling the city in a velvet shroud. The air in the suite was stifling. She needed some air. Maybe just for a minute on the balcony.

Sera stepped out barefoot, robe still clung to one shoulder, hair a tangled halo around her head. The wind tugged at it and made it whirl around her cheeks. From t
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