Mafia's Heir
For all his power and control, there was something haunted about him tonight.
“You look like a man who’s running from ghosts,” she murmured.
His lips twitched. “Maybe I am.”
By the time they reached the cabin, the rain had started.
It was hidden deep in the woods, surrounded by tall pines and fog that swallowed everything beyond a few feet. The house looked abandoned — old, silent, and perfect for someone who didn’t want to be found.
Adrien parked the car and got out first, scanning the surroundings before motioning for her to follow. Inside, the air was cold but dry, smelling faintly of wood and dust. He moved through the rooms like he knew them by heart — checking windows, locking doors, l
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