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73 ~ Secrets Of The Black Book
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2025-04-22 21:04:50Francesco
My hands trembled as I placed them on The Black Book.This isn't going to be easy. But I have to do it.I sucked in a sharp breath and flipped open the cover.Deadly Sins. Wild Secrets. Mafia Rules.Do You Dare To Enter?A chill ran down my spine. What the hell does that mean?I swallowed hard and turned the first page.Nothing.A frown creased my forehead. I flipped to the next.Still nothing.Page after page — Blank.My pulse pounded in my ears. No, this had to be some kind of joke. The Black Book — The book so many had bled and died for, the book that could shift the balance of power in the mafia world… was empty?Impossible.Am I the first human to open it?Or had someone else erased its secrets?My left fist clenched, nails biting into my palm as my breathing turned erratic. Rage coiled inside me, hot and uncontrollable, but I for
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