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Eighteen 🔞 And Sexed (1)
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2025-01-09 12:01:05{GIOVANNI'S POV}
**I sneak onto the grounds of the bunker stealthily stalk my way until I’m near the hallway that leads to that room.Shit. I should’ve brought a flashlight, but thankfully, I have good night vision.I could literally see in the dark.I stop a few feet away from the entrance to the room I had left the little girl days ago. Someone’s standing there: Marco.I freeze on the spot, my hands forming fists at my sides. What the fuck is he doing there? Didn't I keep Xhound in charge to keep eyes on her?My point is… Marco is one of the most fucking vicious amongst us,the Don's men.I approach Marco. “Why the fuck are you here?”“I could ask you the same thing, Giovanni. Shouldn't you be back in the Don's estate?” He narrows his eyes at me.I grunt at him and he repeats the same. He's daring me. Of course we are equals. Me being one of the D’Avi sons didn't count and why? It's
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