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Chapter 80: Making Leo's Safe

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last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-01-29 23:33:02
CELESTINA

“You don’t need to be afraid of me,” Natasha said, her voice smooth but cold, as if she could sense my growing panic. “You’re part of the Ortega now.”

I stiffened at her words, her icy tone hitting a nerve I didn’t want to acknowledge.

Suddenly, she stood up, her movements were careful yet full of grace, but there’s a subtle cunning aura on her, as if a predator was ready to strike.

She walked to the bedside drawer that was beside me. Without hesitation, she pulled out a knife, a sharp, gleaming, and unfamiliar steel that shines when the light of this room hitted it.

My body instantly tensed, every muscle locking in place. I looked at Sevastian, seeking some kind of reassurance, but he remained motionless, and his expression unreadable.

He didn’t try to stop Natasha. If anything, he seemed to step back, giving her more space to approach me.

Without a word, Natasha reached for my hand. I yanked it back instinctively, but she was faster. Her grip was iron, unyielding, and
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