Lavender:I had rushed downstairs after finding all my belongings in the attic. It wasn’t hard to figure out that the casserole, specially served to me on my plate, was drugged.I noticed the maids looking at me and then rolling their eyes, because let’s be honest—they weren’t happy that I was back either."I don’t understand why you’re so interested in that island?" Nikon, the devil who lied to me yet again, was standing outside the mansion with his car, his phone glued to his ear.He was always in a black suit, rings on his fingers, a silver chain on his neck, and a perfectly expensive watch around his wrist.All in all, he was always on the move. As I softly skipped through the door and reached him, he noticed me."I’ll call you back in a minute," he hung up, moistening his lips before raising his brow and leaning down to hear me out."What am I doing here? You said you wouldn’t drag me back," I hissed, reminding him of his promise—or at least his word. Aren’t mafia bosses supposed
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