Chapter 73 The Woman at My Door

NIAMH

I hadn't heard from Damiano or Desmond since they went to Lingotto, and I was left all alone in this penthouse.

I sat on the sofa with my phone in my hand, staring at the screen for what felt like the hundredth time. Every few minutes, I checked it, hoping to see a missed call or a message f...

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