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chapter 15

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The Dance of Enemies

Silence settled over the balcony.

Every pair of eyes remained fixed on the heavy gold signet ring resting in Alessandro's palm. The black onyx caught the moonlight, the De Luca crest gleaming like a silent accusation.

No one dared breathe too loudly.

Alessandro slowly closed his fingers around the ring.

"Every captain," he said, his voice calm enough to send a chill through the night. "Remove your rings."

No one questioned the order.

One by one, gold bands sl
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