Belladonna’s sobbing could be heard again that morning. Weakly echoing and heart-wrenching, it crept through the cracks behind the thick wooden door. After being silent for so long, her weeping could be heard once more, bringing back the dark aura that had briefly vanished from the mansion. No one dared to step into the warehouse to check on her. The maids could only lower their heads stiffly, exchanging pale glances with trembling shoulders. Everyone could guess what had happened last night, leaving them consumed by unspoken, terrifying questions.As far as they knew, Dominic and Belladonna had called a truce over the last few days. An odd warmth had briefly wrapped around their masters. Their fights had rarely been heard, and Dominic’s cruelty towards his wife had begun to lessen. So why was their relationship heating up again? What triggered the mafia boss to turn back into an untouchable, psychotic monster?Driven by a mix of curiosity and pity, Helena decided to enter the warehou
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