Chiara lounged on a velvet sofa, one leg crossed lazily over the other, a crystal bowl of grapes perched on her knee. The glow from her tablet screen reflected in her eyes as she scrolled through a flood of online comments, her lips curling into a delighted smile.“Dorian,” she said between laughs, popping another grape into her mouth, “why do people hate Serena so much? I mean, I get why everyone in the industry can’t stand her—but even strangers are tearing her apart. Honestly, I think she deserves every bit of it.”Dorian, seated beside her, silently washed more fruit at the marble counter. He was a tall man with sharp, disciplined movements—an assassin by trade, now her silent shadow. Lucca had assigned him to protect her years ago, but Dorian did far more than that.“If you don’t like her,” he said in a low, measured tone, “I can take care of it tonight. Permanently.”Chiara burst into laughter, her eyes glinting like polished glass. “If I wanted her dead, I would’ve sent you to N
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