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ands. They say he's forgotten the girl who died in a freezing apart
're
t. He just didn't k
the man who destroyed my life and then, ine
the monster who broke me. And how, after everything, he follow
how I learned that in the Mafia, lov
pte
na
armth seeping through the bandage on my forehead, the future Don of Chicago
unced, his voice a cold pronouncement that struck the stone walls
boy who had once sworn to give me his entire world was going to
dor was d
a pressed themselves against the lockers, a colle
cane, my right leg betraying m
h the white gauze, a warm drop sliding d
ne did not
y carried the terrifying, suff
it his broad shoulders perfectly, delinea
, and his jaw was set in a l
ifferent gesture, had compelled a veteran
ft trails of bodies in
ward me with eyes as cold and
Dante co
like a physical pressure in my chest, as if m
, my knuckles straining w
" I whi
ina Vitiello murmured, detaching herself f
r, dressed in designer silk,
ough Dante's, a gestur
not pul
the betrayal a more profound v
creaming match had shattered
ottle, and it had met my skull
esperate for the one person
head, Elena?" a boy w
ied immediately, my voice shaking
se my father's d
sed his dependents without cause could be exe
ed mere inc
or a trace of the boy who used to snea
was no
, terrifyin
d into hi
ht he was going to touch my
led out a steri
onto the de
ive slap that seemed to suck a
you bandaged my hand when we were ten," Dan
h, my vision blurrin
e Syndicate matriarchs," Dante continued, rai
the Northern Sector to s
whispers moved thr
aving our
leavi
the word scraping a
ropping to my trembling hands and t
who can stand on her own tw
ast me, not
er slammed
ntering shockwave of p
ped on the p
d, my knees cracking
oved to
purred, stepping over my legs
e hallway, the metallic t
round the corner, and the silence he left in his wa
rom the doorway, his face a mask of bore
is st

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