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far more dangerous: absolute clarity. When the vehicle finally rolled to a stop before the towering wrou

of my wedding dress. A guard-an Associate I recognized vaguely as Marco-approached the ga

s. We don't take un

my limits, to humiliate the new Mafia Lady before she even stepped f

bars, my eyes locking onto h

said, my voice perfectly calm but laced with pure, unadulterated malic

eer, suffocating weight of my threat hit him. His hand scrambled for the

ed through the entrance. Behind me, I caught the hushed, fr

orders were to

't look at the trembling Marco. I fixed my gaze on Leo, my v

on in basic survival. "There is no 'Miss Vance' wi

hysical blow. "A back-alley whore doesn't give orders in this house. She enters through the s

off toward the perimeter-no doubt to warn Dahlia that her little stunt ha

ne halls until I reached the Lady's Wing. The suite was massive, decorated in expensive, soull

ulders shaking with quiet sobs. Standing over her, polishing a silver

rl," Sofia mocked, her voice dripping with ven

fia jumped, her sneer faltering a

u," she stammered, trying to summon a fal

this house, I decide who takes care of me. And I've decided your service is no longer required. You have one hour

weak, submissive Isabella she thought she knew was dead. She dropped the polis

first layer of the rot. I turned to Elena, who

said gently, though my mind

behalf. I needed to secure this house, and more importantly, I needed to secure my leverage. As soon as I dealt