na's
lock on the front door finally
hair by the window, my left
e saw me sitting in the dark. He sighed tiredly, went t
ing to press the ice pack
ead away. "Do
voice, but his tone only made me find it even more ridiculous
." I forcefully suppressed the storm inside me, my voi
, snapping at me. "She controls the docks. She is untouchable! Put aw
his dark eyes, "then come back to the estate
ed my gaze. "I can't go. I ha
busi
y line." He lied without batting an ey
toward the master bedroom, my
o, an informant sent over intel-tomorrow is Chiara's birthday, and h
patriarch's summons to dr
nto my private study and firm
nd started a secure,
red a few times b
silver-haired old man who had served my grandfather for forty ye
y deep, but now it
said in a low voice, quickl
I've been completely beaten into submission, that I'm a c
" the consig
smile curved on my lips. "Because after tomorrow night
the gilded mirror and looked at t
t he was the master of this game. But his arrogance made
angry; we j
as a text from him in the bedroom: "
ately. I didn't need rest; I
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