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Waiting For Damien's Arrival

Author: Liy Lah
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-17 23:40:44

Don Pablo’s POV

The moment I walked into the room, I saw her—Tracey, Damien's little pawn.

She was nothing like I had imagined. I expected a fierce, bold woman, someone with fire in her eyes. Instead, she was there, looking like a fragile, scared teenager curled up in the corner, trembling. Her hazel eyes were red and puffy from crying, and her small frame shook as she tried to shrink even further away from me.

As I stepped closer, her soft sobs grew louder. They were the kind of cries that could touch even the hardest heart.

"Please... help me," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

But I wasn’t here to help her. This wasn’t about saving anyone. It was business. Pure business between me and Damien Black.

Most people must be wondering why a legend in the Mafia world like me would be obsessed with Damien Black.

But, how do I tell them?

My obsession with Damien Black started years back, when one of my Hamburg shipments disappeared. Twenty crates of weaponry, gone without a trace.

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