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Salvatore's private jet landed on a runway scraped out of a wasteland of white. Moscow didn’t exactly roll out the welcome mat but, however, it dared you to step outside and see if you’d last.
When the cabin door cracked open, the air slammed into Elena—dry and sharp, reeking of jet fuel and fr...
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2. Chapter 2 2.
3. Chapter 3 3.
4. Chapter 4 4.
5. Chapter 5 5.
6. Chapter 6 6.
7. Chapter 7 7.
8. Chapter 8 8.
9. Chapter 9 9.
10. Chapter 10 10.
11. Chapter 11 11
12. Chapter 12 12
13. Chapter 13 13.
14. Chapter 14 14.
15. Chapter 15 15.
16. Chapter 16 16.
17. Chapter 17 17.
18. Chapter 18 18.
19. Chapter 19 19.
20. Chapter 20 20
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