Page 38 of Mafia King’s Ruthless Obsession (New York Bratva #4)

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Spring sunlight streams through my penthouse windows, bathing our newly renovated space in golden light. Six months have passed since the showdown at the abandoned factory—six months of healing, rebuilding, and cautious hope. Our home bears no traces of the violence that once shattered its windows and stained its floors. Like us, it has been reborn.