Revenge to the Mafia
Cassandra stepped out of Jessica’s house, carefully closing the door to avoid making any noise. The morning was quiet, with only the rustling of leaves in the wind accompanying her steps toward her car.
Once she reached the driver’s seat, she opened the door, sat down, and took a deep breath as if trying to calm her mind before diving into a challenging day. Her eyes were still half-asleep when she accidentally glanced at the second-floor balcony of Jessica’s house. There, Jessica stood, wearing her burgundy kimono, accompanied by a man with an athletic build. He wore a black shirt and ripped jeans, his hair tousled but styled to look that way.
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