Chapter 73: Son-in-law

Marco

A continuous buzzing sound fills the air, pulling me from the hazy fog of unconsciousness. I tilt my head, blinking against the blinding brightness that surrounds a tall figure standing before me.

"Took you that long," he says, his voice cutting through the silence and wind like . And in an instant, I recognize the face. The mysterious devil who holds my fate in his hands.

I try to lift my arm, to aim at him, but my bad leg protests, sending a jolt of pain through my body. I'm stuck, my ass glued to a metal chair, and my hands cuffed behind me.

Two more men enter the small, empty room, their presence adding to the suffocating tension in the air.

"I figured we needed to make something clear," the devil speaks again, with his usual smooth and dangerous voice. "If our collaboration is to work, I need to be sure I can trust you. Especially after last night's... incident."

"You've taken everything from me," I spit out with bitterness and anger. "What more could you possibly want?"

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