The Billionaire's Most Painful Regret
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was a command, delivered through his consigliere. I was to be the dutiful wife, the p
immering ambition, I realized I had always been an outsider. A Vitali girl brought in for a purpose I had failed
he wal
ted by one of his youngest Capos, a man whose loyalty was still being tested. Her presence
table, looked down the long expanse of maho
rrying a weight that silenced the room
splay for the entire organization. It wasn't a
per. "She's just a tool, Sera. Nothing more." He was trying to reassure me, but i
ng control
phant smile playing on her lips. She caught Alessandro's eye, and
rrying
ed at Alessandro. The shock on his face melted away, replaced by a look of
my chair. My movement was slow, deliberate.
not loud, but it cut through
I will be form
e, his hand outstretched, but Aria, ever the actress, chose that exact moment to let out a so
whispered, h
my cold, resolute face to h
ain, he mad
pulling her into a protect
o. And I knew.
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