(MARIANNA'S POV) His eyes swept over me like a predator assessing its prey, taking in every detail, every potential weakness. I felt exposed, vulnerable, like he could see right through me to the secrets I was now carrying."Niccolò," I managed to say, my voice barely above a whisper. "What are you doing here?"His grin widened, showing teeth that looked too sharp, too white. "Oh, my dear sister-in-law, I think you know exactly why I'm here. We have so much to discuss, you and I. So many things to catch up on."The way he said 'sister-in-law' made my skin crawl. There was no affection in it, no familial warmth, just a cold acknowledgment that meant nothing to him beyond its usefulness.Martha stepped closer, still holding the gun, though she'd lowered it slightly. "I told you I'd deliver her," she said to Niccolò, her voice filled with pride and expectation. "Just like we agreed.""You certainly did," Niccolò replied, not taking his eyes off me. "And you'll be rewarded handsomely fo
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