Ruined By Mafia
Sheenzafarbro just stepped backhe stares at me from a distance but ignores mewhy does brick whisper to himself in the middlebullied by my stepbrother: claimed by his touch
"Though sometimes the rewards prove... transient. Fleeting. Here one day, gone the next."
Another threat. Another layer to this exchange that I couldn't fully decode without knowing the history between them.
"Only when they're not properly secured," Dante countered, his finger tracing the rim of his glass in a slow, deliberate circle. "A mistake I rarely make twice."
Alessandro leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table, his body language open, relaxed, but his eyes—his eyes were anything but. "We all make mistakes, Dante. Even you. Especially you." His gaze flicked to me, then back to Dante, the meaning clear. "The question is whether we learn from them... or repeat them."
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