Chapter 113 The Don’s Brutal ContractπŸ”₯πŸ’πŸ–€

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They dragged me into his study like I was already dead.

Two men held my arms so tight I could feel the bruises forming. The door shut behind us with a heavy click.

Dante Moretti sat behind a massive desk, sleeves rolled up, a glass of whiskey in one hand like this was just another Tuesd...

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