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Chapter 26

Author: Olivia Walter
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Dante

My jaw tightened as I looked back at my wife. “Stay here and don’t move,” I said.

She opened her mouth to argue, but the look I gave her must have silenced her. “Dante, wait—”

“Gabriella.” I started, my tone firm, leaving no room for discussion. “I mean it. Stay here.” I immediately turned towards the exit, meeting Rico at the front door.

“Boss!” his tone was sharp and urgent. “It’s your brother” he finished.

“What has Matteo done this time?” I groaned in frustration, rubbing my hand down my face.

Rico hesitated for a fraction of a second, then said, “He was drunk… almost raped Hannah’s little girl.”

A cold wave crashed over me. “Che cazzo?” I stopped in my tracks, my pulse hammering. “Where is he now? And what was that gunshot about?”

“Well, Enzo stepped in. Tried to stop him.” Rico exhaled through his nose. “Matteo shot him. He’s in the boathouse.”

I let out a stream of expletives as we walked towards the boathouse. The door was slightly ajar, and light filtered through the op
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