The air in the estate was serene yet taut, as if a storm was brewing. Deep within its grounds, in the meeting room, Liora sat on the sofa, her delicate fingers tapping impatiently on the armrest. Her gaze, tinged with defiance and questioning, landed on her father, Elias, the mafia leader, who stood by the window with a stern expression.“So, you hired a complete stranger to protect me?” Liora’s voice was cold, her tone laced with undisguised resistance. “Father, I am not some porcelain doll that needs a bodyguard.”“This is for your safety,” Elias replied, turning to face her. His sharp gaze softened momentarily with a hint of weariness. “Our enemies are restless, Liora. Your safety is my top priority.”“But I don’t need this!” she shouted, rising to her feet and throwing her hand in the air. “I can protect myself, and you know it!”Elias didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he raised his hand, signaling her to be quiet. Soft footsteps echoed from outside the door, and soon it creake
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