Chapter 9
The private jet flew steadily at thirty thousand feet. I sat in the leather seat, looking down at Sicily's azure coastline. Six months - it was time to close the net.
I touched the lily tattoo on my neck, where once lay a shameful brand, now a symbol of rebirth. Exquisite makeup, expensive black Ar...
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1. Chapte 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
6. Chapter 6
7. Chapter 7
8. Chapter 8
9. Chapter 9
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