The Queen's New GambitLondon welcomed the return of Mavric and Liora Thorne with thick fog and the distinct scent of rain. The Thorne Group private jet touched down on the exclusive runway, where a convoy of black Bentleys waited with their engines purring softly. However, the scene inside the cabin was far from the stiff formality of corporate business.Mavric Thorne sat in his leather seat, yet he did not loosen his embrace around Liora even for a second. Ever since they left the catacombs of Rome, Mavric had become her shadow. He would not allow Liora to walk more than three steps away from him, and every time she tried to release his hand, his jaw would tighten and his eyes would flash with deep-seated anxiety."Alex, we are in London now. I am safe," Liora whispered, trying to stroke her husband's sturdy arm, still wrapped in bandages from the battle."You will never be truly safe as long as 'Number Zero' is still breathing, Liora," Mavric's voice was low and hoarse. He ki
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