The Revenant #3: The Serpent's Throne
They had ripped my family apart, left me orphaned, and I had spent my entire life clawing my way through the ranks of the Bratva to make sure I would never be powerless again.
Revenge had become my purpose. And now, I was close.
I scanned the room, my gaze cutting through the haze of smoke and low lighting, searching for my contact. My eyes landed on a group of men in tailored suits sitting in the VIP section. Lorenzo DeLuca sat at the center, relaxed but aware, his dark eyes sweeping the room like a king surveying his kingdom. Next to him was his younger brother, Antonio, nursing a glass of whiskey with an easy smirk. They were powerful, connected, and utterly ruthless.
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