The silence in Riccardo’s office was heavy, pulsing with the weight of what Camilla had just confessed. She stood by the window, her arms folded tightly across her chest, staring at the city lights while Riccardo remained behind his desk, frozen.“I need you to say something,” Camilla whispered, her voice cracking despite her efforts to remain composed.Riccardo finally rose, slow and deliberate, like a lion deciding whether to pounce or retreat. “You met with Viktor behind my back.”“I didn’t do it to betray you.”His voice was a blade—calm, sharp, precise. “That’s exactly what betrayal is, Camilla.”She turned to face him. “Viktor came to me with leverage—about my past, about my mother. I couldn’t ignore it.”Riccardo’s eyes narrowed. “And what did he want in return?”She hesitated. “He wanted my silence. And a favor. One I haven’t agreed to.”“You should’ve come to me,” he said, his voice dangerously low. “We don’t deal with men like him alone. That’s rule number one.”“I’m not you
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