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2025-01-30 01:28:11On a secluded island surrounded by the calm, endless sea, Marcus sat in his lavish yet foreboding hideout. A messenger handed him a file detailing Dante’s frantic search for Mia. His lips curled into a devious smile.
“So, he’s distracted,” Marcus muttered to himself, fingers tapping rhythmically on the desk. “And it’s not just a casual search. Whatever he’s hiding must be tied to her.”
He leaned forward, his mind already weaving a plan. If Dante’s occupied, now’s the perfect time to act.
Turning to his trusted aide, Marcus ordered, “Make contact with the gunmen we used in Milan. I want a team ready to infiltrate the Salvatore villa.”
The aide hesitated. “Sir, Julian Salvatore’s security is nearly impenetrable.”
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