A Crown Made of Scars
The Heirsold to the mafia lordi will protect the duke this timecontracted by the billionaire after betrayalpossession of the mafia boss dante and mireille
It was an old wound, shaped like a scorched butterfly.
Wade's eyes were glued to that scar.
The fury in his eyes suddenly swirled into confusion, shock, and a tremor so faint it might be missed.
"Where'd you get this?" he rasped, his breath heavy.
I tried to wrench my hand free, but his grip was punishing.
"Ten years back, in the old Milanex City, during a nasty clash." I recounted with a detached air, as if it were someone else's story.
"I was just passing by when I heard some noises under the debris. I was young and reckless, and thought I could play the hero. Got a nasty burn from a beam that came down."
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