Chapter 62

Lyra pov

I tightened my grip on the cool, rough surface of the wall, my eyes locked onto Rebekah as Vincenzo's words hung in the air, thick with defiance. "Lyra in question is mine; your son is merely proving to be stubborn." The deep, rumbling laugh of Marcello's godfather resonated through the r...

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