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29

Azalea

“Good. I will reward you when we get home.”

“Mr. Giordani!” someone called behind us.

Adriano’s body tensed beside me. When he turned, the warmth vanished from his eyes, replaced by something cold and predatory.

“Oh. It is you.”

“It’s nice meeting you here, sir,” the stranger replied, before ...