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Chapter 3

Word Count: 746    |    Released on: 30/04/2026

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ti family was bleeding out on my floor, yet his dark

g," I said, my voi

orough, but sloppy. I need a medic, Isabella. I know about your... specialized training." He locked eyes wit

nderboss was a liability; a livi

ill," I

no anesthesia. Damien didn't scream. He just gripped the concrete floor, his jaw clenched so tight I thought his teeth would shat

cago skyline, I had left the safe hou

orning mist clinging to the rusted shipping containers. I had

father's most loyal Soldier, stepped out with seven Associates

ocked, reaching out to grab my arm.

ven saw my

my skin, I caught his wrist,

surged forward, my muscle memory took over. A throat strike here, a shattered kneecap t

Associate and planted my h

prey. Pathetic. Now, you will drive me to see

oak doors of the Rossi

ian rugs and crystal chandeliers a stark cont

ra

shattered inches from my boots, spr

i roared, his face purple with rage

my gaze sweeping over the stunned servants and g

ard son is older than your heir? You, who pimped out your other bastard daughter to my husband, hop

o stood paralyzed, his darkest, most destructive secrets laid bare for the entire h

bell

e. She tried to summon her matriarchal authority, pointing a trembling finger at

cking laugh, cuttin

one. You have no right to call yourself my mother. You, who stole from her trust fund and shipped me off to a board

no words came out. She was stripped of her moral high ground, he

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