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Chapter 91 Juan/Rafe

last update publish date: 2026-06-01 02:43:21

The abandoned motel smelled like mold and old cigarettes, but it was the only place my men could drag me before I collapsed.

I slumped against the peeling wallpaper, pressing a towel, stolen from the front desk, against my side. Blood soaked through it fast. Too fast. I hadn’t realized Salvatore hit me. I’d been too focused on him. On killing him. On taking back what was mine. But the pain was real now. Sharp. Hot. Unforgiving.

Two of my men hovered near the door, whispering like cowards. Rafe
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