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Chapter 121

‎‎EMILIO‎‎The man across from me was trembling, and not from the cold.‎‎I liked that.‎‎I lit a cigarette, the tip glowing like a dying star. The smoke curled upward, slow and deliberate, a quiet reminder that time was never on anyone’s side but mine.‎‎“She’s outlived her purpose,” I said simply, flicking ash into a crystal tray.‎‎Santos swallowed hard. “You’re sure you want to—?”‎‎My eyes snapped to his, and he flinched.‎‎“You questioning me, Santos?”‎‎“No, sir. Never.” He straightened, pretending he had a spine. “Just… she’s been with us a long time. Bianca’s—”‎‎“—a liability,” I cut in, calm as ice. “She thinks sleeping with secrets makes her safe. But when loyalty starts to waiver, the only thing keeping someone alive is their silence.”‎‎I stood, smoothing the sleeves of my jacket. “She knows too much. She talks to the wrong people. She’s already aligned herself with Morretti. You really think I’m going to wait for her to slip a blade between my ribs?”‎‎Santo
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Chapter 122

‎LUCA‎‎The call came at dawn.‎‎I was half-dressed, shirt slung over my shoulder, staring out the window of my office while the city below yawned itself awake. A steaming espresso sat untouched on the table. Something in my gut twisted before I even touched the phone. Instinct. That cursed, nagging thing I’d learned never to ignore.‎‎Rafael’s name lit the screen.‎‎I answered with a clipped, “What?”‎‎There was silence. Then: “She’s gone.”‎‎Everything stilled.‎‎“What the fuck do you mean, ‘gone’?” My voice didn’t rise, it didn’t need to. The sharp edge in it could slice steel.‎‎Rafael exhaled. “Bianca. She was ambushed—two blocks from the safehouse. Three shots to the chest. Clean. Professional.”‎‎My jaw locked. The room tilted for a second.‎‎“Where’s the body?”‎‎“Cremated,” he said, voice low. “Locals were already on scene by the time our men arrived. We pulled security footage. Emilio’s men. There’s no doubt.”‎‎I closed my eyes. Three seconds. That’s all I allow
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Chapter 123

‎ISADORA ‎ ‎Luca laughed at something Rafael said, the low rumble of it curling around the hallway walls and crawling under my skin. ‎ ‎I paused at the archway, watching the two of them with narrowed eyes. The study was awash in golden light—books, whiskey glasses, the faint scent of cigars and secrets. Luca’s posture was relaxed, his hand sweeping casually as he poured a drink. Rafael leaned against the desk, arms crossed, smirking. Like nothing had ever shifted between them. ‎ ‎But I remembered. ‎ ‎I remembered Luca storming into that garden, face thundercloud-dark. I remembered Rafael's stare—tight-lipped, unreadable. Whatever truce they’d shaken hands on, it wasn’t clean. ‎ ‎So why did they act like it was? ‎ ‎The door creaked as I stepped back. I didn’t want them seeing me. Not yet. Not when my head buzzed with questions they both refused to answer. ‎ ‎Later, when we were alone in the bedroom, I tried to press him gently. “You and Rafael seem... good ag
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Chapter 124

‎‎‎LAURA‎‎The rooftop bar was closed at this hour, but Rafael didn’t need permission to occupy a space. He owned every room he entered, even one perched above a city still asleep.‎‎He was already there, leaning against the railing like it might collapse under the weight of what he was holding back. Hair tousled, black shirt rolled up at the sleeves, that brooding, unreadable look on his face that used to piss me off—and now made my mouth dry.‎‎“You’re late,” he said without looking at me.‎‎I didn’t rush to close the distance. I took my time, each step a silent declaration.‎‎“And you’re still a control freak,” I replied, coming to stand between his legs as he pulled me in, no hesitation. His hands slid to my waist like they belonged there. Because lately, they did.‎‎He kissed me—not softly. Like he needed to forget what we were doing. What we were risking. Like I was the only place he could breathe.‎‎When he finally pulled away, he kept his forehead against mine. “She s
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