TO LOVE A MONSTER
Men with automatic weapons sat stone faced in each vehicle, prepared for war should one word be spoken wrong tonight.
“Keep your head high, boy,” Lorenzo finally said, voice rough like gravel. “You’re not walking into a party. You’re walking into a deal that’ll save this family’s future.”
Alessio didn’t answer.
His heart pounded harder as the iron gates of the Montoya estate loomed ahead. The Montoya crest, a silver serpent coiled around a dagger gleamed on the black iron. Guards in dark suits, weapons holstered but ready, stood at attention as the cars passed.
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