Betrayal is a Woman’s Weapon Selena’s POV I didn’t sleep. I didn’t blink for what felt like hours. The journal sat open on the table in front of me, page after page stained with truth. Each line etched itself deeper into my skin. I had read the same paragraph three times, but the words didn’t blur they carved. The Petrov family wasn’t built on loyalty, on legacy, on honor. It was built on manipulation, stolen bloodlines, and erasure. Kieran wasn’t the heir of a powerful lineage. He was the product of a dark experiment, the centerpiece of a throne built from someone else’s bones. And my family… my father… he knew it. He had discovered the cracks beneath the polished empire. He documented the failed heirs, the hidden adoptions, the genetic tampering. He tracked names, dates, subjects, and finally me. He knew that my blood, the Pierres line, could be the match to the gasoline they’d spilled across the mafia world. His final notes weren’t about vengeance. They were about legacy. If I
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