Bought by the Mafia Lord's Heart

evening, a

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lite gather for a secret auction, one that deals in lives rather than art or antiques. As the car's door opens, a dashing, breathtakin

Salvatore, known as Zo, a name that sends shivers down spines and commands respect,

grace, their unspoken communication a testament to their years of partn

ins fixed on the opulent stage where a row of girls stands, their faces hidden behind delicate

t it's her? Is it really her? Otherwise,

nding over there is her brother. Who has no other choice bu

o's attention from the moment she graced the stage—Chiara DeMarco. Her name had been whispered through the hall room's darkest corners, synony

a DeM

eight of a sinister transaction. "Ladies and gentlemen, our

hiara DeMarco, a shiver of anticipation ripples through the room. The bidding begins, th

sk on her face though it's transparent. The man at the next table is whispering that he

opportune moment to make his move. The auctioneer's words hang in th

Marco begins. The starting price is set at a staggering one million dollars, and

er's voice carries a hint of excite

tches the proceedings with a cool detachment. He knows this is onl

t Chiara with a predatory gaze, and Zo can't help but feel a surge of contempt fo

er announces, and the amount is met

s with excitement, the anticipation palpable. Zo's lips form a thin line as he wa

, and Zo's gaze narrows. It's clear that Chiara has captivated more

e knows that the true battle will be fought in th

of slowing down. The atmosphere in the room crackles

d her transparent mask. Her eyes, however, are pools of defiance, and Zo c

istening forehead echoes through the hall. He's determined to cla

to signal his intent. The price has risen far e

of fear and determination. She refuses to be a passive participant in this horrify

and a face appears on the screen. His

gure, Zo raises his hand, his voice cutting throug

xorbitant sum for a single life. But for Zo, it's a sm

then nods. "Sold to the ge

She's now the property of Vincenzo Salva

or a fleeting moment. In that instant, he sees a fire burning

so easy by then when he needed to make a tough decision. Non

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