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170: SHADOWS AND BLOOD

Author: Bentu
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-13 05:49:29

Dante's POV

The air hung heavy in the room. Ella sat on the ground at the center of the dimly lit basement, her face a mask of defiance though bruises colored her pale skin. I was leaning casually against the table with Ella's phone in my hand, observing her.

"You're going to prove stubborn to the end, aren't you?" I said icily.

She sneered, her swollen lip curling in defiance. "You'll get nothing from me, Dante."

Alex was leaning against the doorframe, his arms folded over his chest as he regarded Ella. "We've tried every method. She's either too loyal or too scared."

I clenched my fist. The image of Anthony pulling strings behind her seemed seared into my brain. "Or both," I muttered.

The phone buzzed on the desk, and I sprang up, and picked it up-the flashing unknown number danced across the screen. Alex took another step closer, taut.

"Answer it," he said.

I nodded and took it to my ear but didn't say anything. The other line was silent too. And then I just waited. The silence hun
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