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Chapter 30 - A wildcard—A weapon
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Viviane ☩═✦═☩ I had never been this tongue-tied in my entire damn life. But of course, Alessandro had a way of stripping you down to your most raw, bare self—taking every word right out of your mouth before you even had the chance to speak it. I stood there, fists clenched tight, staring at the old man in front of me. His weathered face held a calmness that felt like a slap, he didn't know what was coming—the hell I was about to unleash on him. I could feel my temper boiling, my skin prickling with a rage I didn’t even know was there. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to scream at Alessandro for putting me in this position or if I wanted to just get it over with, to dive headfirst into the darkness he was dragging me toward. I’d never laid a hand on an innocent or an old person. But here I was, staring down this frail figure in front of me, feeling the weight of Alessandro's eyes on my back. This was another one of his twisted games, a setup designed to push me to my breaking point,
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