Trapped by my Ex’s Mafia Dad
Slowly, he lifted the lid, revealing a velvet-black interior, and nestled right in the center of it was a diamond.
But not just any diamond. My breath hitched for a moment. It was massive, square in cut, but with curved edges, making it gleam like a warped mirror under the overhead lights. A strange glow pulsed beneath its surface, like it was alive, breathing. I’d seen pictures of it in underground files, whispered about in coded messages and late-night calls.
The Solarian Diamond.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I muttered, leaning in closer, trying not to sound rattled. “That’s the diamond?”
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