The Substitute Bride of the Ruthless Mafia Boss
Valerie, Esther, and Dawson were downstairs, coordinating the final exodus, erasing trails.
Ace faced me. He’d shed his own tactical gear, wearing only dark pants, his torso bare, revealing the map of scars that told his brutal history. The rain had washed most of the soot away, leaving his sharp features stark, his oceanic eyes holding a stillness I hadn’t seen in… ever.
"It’s over," he stated, the words simple, heavy with finality.
"Are they gone? Really gone?" I asked, the exhaustion suddenly a crushing weight. "Haemir, Azura…?"
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