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Ch. 20: Traitor
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Astrella's Point of ViewDax grabbed my hand and pulled me in the direction of the computer. After a few clicks, a video started playing on the screen, displaying footage of the man undergoing further torture. Each punch that landed on his face filled the screen with his bruised and beaten appearance. Even though he was in tremendous pain, he did not speak a single word that could have revealed that my parents were involved. His faithfulness was unsettling, and I winced, tearing my gaze away from him.My fists clenched at my sides. Why is he showing me this?As the video ended, Dax turned to me, his grip firm yet oddly gentle as he placed his hands on my shoulders. His eyes searched mine, but I forced my expression to remain neutral, despite the storm of emotions inside me."What now?" I asked, meeting his gaze with as much calm as I could muster.He leaned in slightly, his voice low and intense. "Tell me, Astrella. Do you recognize that man?"I frowned, tilting my head in confusion.
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Astrella's point of view The day has come, and for reasons beyond me, I'm fidgety and I don't know why. I took a deep sigh. It feels like this engagement is cursed as if the universe itself is bracing for some impending doom. I push the thought aside, letting my eyes wander around the venue.We're at the Martinelli Villa Banquet Hall, extravagant, and dripping with luxury. What else would you expect from the multi-billionaire Dax Donomie Martinelli? Oh, and let’s not forget his mafia ties. But hmmm, I may pretend that he’s the good kind of mafia, helping people in secret like some dark Robin Hood.I'm dressed in my pristine white gown, I find myself lurking by the side of the mini-stage, waiting for Dax. The MC is stalling, entertaining the guests while the man of the hour makes his grand, fashionably late entrance. A small, treacherous part of me hopes he won't show, that this whole charade will implode gloriously. But, of course, fate has other plans.Dax’s entourage floods the ha
